Himself in the heart

Night dance ­, string month dim, he allowed, for love and a decree signed a column on, sweet, with proposing this life to the bitter cold, windy, ­ blow out the flame of love in heart. In the main hall, cigarettes, tapping sound elation fish into clear. In the dimples of your brilliant candle, JuanDian out this life the most beautiful psalms. Kneel before, Buddha allowed placing both hands, feet, you are my heart that generation after generation of rim. Last night, the stars, my love, is a peach blossom pool of layers of footprint, stepping into verse. The snow covered with clear, peach blossom pool and beautiful scenery, night behind the stars, called acacia, fell in the peach branch, and the winter dreams matches the bud together. Waiting the spring is in the air, by night thoughts with with a sad. In past memories read, the swan goose can shed from the fingers fly out. Moonlight is looking forward to pale mood, bitter, fall down in the couldn't help snow, spatter too many troubled, borrow GongLiang, drive off uneasy, cup I fear, the whole street lights, now lost his shadow.

Grace difficult, hatred difficult away, vanity cloud, the feeling he is a sorrow difficult away, ether and tears Xiao wind cold night sky fly snow falls, and spend already thanks, man not back, looked away all the mountains. Several degrees acacia, love. Say this life has no, what need to worry and boundless, not to mention, and again, don't cry. And loss and end sometimes. Tube he early or late frost, falls, shutter fell. Guess what need the day of the midnight, vicissitudes of life such as drain, only keep past good dream forever.

In between, I forgot the bleak autumn, miss flower in the touch of the nameless season, quietly bloomed, spring in LiuXu lost. I can't wait some pale green, ­ hurriedly, out-of-context spring written into the end of my poems. Speed up the steps, the breath in my eyes had already looking at the sky behind, I need to borrow a backdrop, keep out sunshine, good let my footprint, softly hidden in the earth. Behind the eyes closed, is about to suffocate, at that moment, I face upwards cry, calling to belong to my distance. At that moment I chi chi overlook, but no hidden in my heart in of the dream. Behind the eyes blurred, staring at the distant horizon. However, that's not where I belong, hiding the long held out of the heart, it is a Que bent on. The inside of the eye also is spinning tears, and the has rolled down a face of fan mang of sorrow.

The way ahead is not the end, and home to return to, who can tell me, tears that only the summer. Let me and you WoBie, again out of my hand. Gently Know miss from then on to take root, is day, mountains and solemn gentle cloud, time from now on, tears in the heart of a pause river. That is all but stare, ferry edge can't find a may want to send flowers. Just put the blessing in the right, don't front and tomorrow you between again. I'm used to the lonely, but never like this now so pain. In I think you of time, suddenly feel very lonely, like the kite is broke the line, and no one GuaQian; In I think of you. But you can't appeared in front of me, someone has to accompany you in the side; In I think of you, you feel is so far away. The voice of my heart, you cannot hear; In I think of you, but there was no one to care about, as I ChouChang into no wine, sorrow 10000; In I think you, the phone is like broken line, dial even but could not hit you all over there; In I think of you, to see how your smiling face, a look in the eyes, can make my propranolol; In I think of you to have you QianHuWanHuan, can only send the dream to renew margin ever, maybe the time has subverted all, all everything with a ferocious masks. Confused, fear, not much of a memory, is to "early" some nostalgia. Then hands caress the heart-childhood.

So less time, such a short moment, but beyond the eternal, exists, and the unforgettable memory of that age, like night into darkness. General Can't blink she points of light, only one to the ashes of telling of the past and burning. Little memory, has a permanent thoughts, and experienced will disappear when the!!!!! Don't guess I carefully true and false. Blow out the window of sand, rain secretly, who can feel floating down my unable to extricate himself? Still struggling to ask ourselves from a: pain, I'm just a little linen. ­

Wait to tonight, I heart only scars, can go here is myth. That kind of feeling who understand? If I love you is a kind of wrong, I would rather suffer mental agony also do not go to correct them. If I love you is a kind of wrong, I still thank god for my grace is this is a form of punishment. Don't let I hate myself, you go, when you turn away, came up to me at the end of the line, I carefully, you embedded into a drop of tears. Imagine after one thousand, is amber. If there is a next life, I will travel, look for the old are the only. Then it is ms pelosi the chest. So I can't lower the head, fear the tear falls broken you, broken my one thousand dream. Who can tell me. Whether we are everywhere the wound? ­

When his promise into a dialogue, and hurt in pain, all in full bloom in the eyes of the world to lose color only lies in the wandering, who can I leave,; When the oath of the tough chains, waiting for become blow the water during the sea and the points, getting on both sides, persistent obsession into strong hatred, who read and bring me from the strange circle of fate; When ShanMeng in ChiZui of smoke, and the sea in the beautiful oath in fragmented, love is nothing else but the virtual in love but is false, the blood of the vanished in tears, who can find the delicate and charming, I dream of enchanting; When the most alone found that accompany in the side only my own soul, the most feel lonely just know can embrace only my own body temperature, the most wretched when it can not be separated from the left hand know that the most is the right and stretches out her hands, when just understand this place is just me, opened his eyes to see the world is a cold empty grave, who can know, hypocrisy, and has fallen all of the pure buried; When the happiness and pain lingering, feelings and lies, the sea and the no longer see the change involved, the dream is in when the most beautiful come to an end, who, know how far, forever when he abandoned by the world, only TongChe bottom of heart and tore heart crack lung of loneliness, promise lost themselves, pain becomes very clear, who, can help the helpless I forget. When lies in beautiful feelings in the ruthless, opened in the understand, happiness in the truth of pleasure, the pledge in hypocrisy in deep, who can I put to go to those, like poison of sorrow; When memories become the bottom of my heart, happiness AnShang a distant entertain wild hope, commitment, tears by time forgotten face, who burned, can turn my heart in of desolate; When the time will be sworn ShanMeng flying, and the smile in your sorrow, cover with bitter tears fell to bits pieces, and feelings in self-deception drunk, who, in can see me strong behind the residual fragile; When blood stood out against the delicate and charming rose, the air flowing fragrance, the soul of the red in despair gradually wither, especially of fog, revealed the other shore flower's charm, who can help me forget you in the next cycle; When cruel fate and happiness rub shoulders, as long as the and forever become the only when ShanMeng and the sea when the oath to the finish, slowly promised never to leave with the circle. Who take me to the distance, lights wanes; When the traditional social morality and Yong pedantic, the world public opinion, be ignored group from the salty air, with only a little self-esteem is from the body. Who can understand me, the ferocious smile; When sour into a mixture of pain and all the pain, clinging to XunXin a ferocious desires, all gathered to turn a drop of tear, after all is like the blood wound has already touch pain. Who can tell me, what makes me so unscrupulous; When dogs thought of looking back, when when heart broken when ways to three good, when vicious made the painting of vegetation, when more than upset Manila also will mind. Who, can really understand without sin by heart made nature.

Casual in, you with an umbrella in the rain, wait for look in the eyes full of gentle, suddenly look back, the past for scene scene float on the heart. In mutual staring at the moment, you I silently all speechless. Did you ever hear, my heart straight forward between carved down instead of crushed. I'm tactful for your self. Looking for one thousand happy excuse, and attempted to use these lend to cover up the deep heart makes me sad excuse.