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So warm and sorrowful, always sorrowful, always in the night, when the sun shines like water, when you are lonely, you creep down the grass slope, sneak into the purple window, sneak into my purple dream, seduce the whisper, carry the soft Eyes star, covered with mist, carrying a faint floral fragrance, caressing my sweet dreams, kissing my tears without feelings, I feel deep in the middle of my heart, full of surplus, I will immerse my life's tired love In your long thoughts - the unforgettable hometown month! How far is your silver glory, how far your mother cares, how soft your caress are, how deep your mother's love is, you spend my life with warmth, and my mother holds my long years with my palm. It��s really a mottled double smudge on the clear sunset. The meaning of the west is down. When the purple scorpion falls, I carry the thoughts through the clouds, and return to you by the soft light of the stars Cigarettes For Sale. It is rustic and thick, still The warm old courtyard dam, once again bathed in your faint Qinghui, I used the distant breath to caress the old tree in front of the door, and used the tears to wet the mossy stone ladder in front of the door, the clear stone slope Reappearing my deep affection and tiredness Marlboro Gold, nowadays, the years are shortened, my mind is deep, my enthusiasm, and my dreams are more clear when I have a head and embrace you - the distant and close hometown is like a moon boat that embraces childhood. Let many many inadvertently lost shackles return to my warm dreams. Sometimes, I like loneliness. Lonely beauty, the beauty in the cold and sorrowful, sorrowful, picking up some warm and sorrowful. This feeling has been permeated in the eyes of the window, sometimes floating in the sky, sometimes sweeping away sweet memories, sometimes thick and cherished desires, and sometimes hit the dense Tibetan. Lonely beauty, beauty is a long way in that way. The raindrops in summer interpret the steps of spring, explore the fall of autumn, and describe the hesitation of winter. Lonely beauty, beauty in those tacit understanding. The hope of the terminal is that the beginning of the game is fruitless. Lonely beauty, beauty is self-important in my own way, and there is a loss of self-destruction. Poor little self-esteem, has long been submerged in the self-excellent stereotypes. Lonely beauty, beauty cares coldly on that side. Every time I sit close, I see that the words and phrases are flying in the air. Pale punctuation, knock out some familiar scent, inspiring the dream of unforgettable. Lonely beauty, the beauty is in the long history of no trees and no Taiwan. The hope of coagulation is on the leaves, the flowers, no longer vying for the lurking beauty. Quietly soothing on the mirror, dust, no longer provoke the long-lost love. Lonely beauty, the beauty in the "one-man show" that I never tire of listening to, the self-speaking fun, the self-entertainment of the residual wash, are all here, and are all performed here. I leave the past to you, I wake you up with forgetting. If it��s just acting, if you just have a lonely beauty, the beauty is in the smile of the weeping. That laugh is a long poem in life; that cry is a long hang in life. Since then, there has been no touch and visit of the wind; ever since, there is no envy and comfort of the cloud. The beautiful morning glow has already taken away the wings of the proud and proud; the lonely sunset Marlboro Red, slowly hang down the bitterness of the gods. Lonely beauty, beauty is born with innocence, beauty is surging under the current, beauty is in the accumulation of the annual ring, the beauty is in peace. Those lumpy indulgences, those strips of opposites, those smoky fascinations, those drunken drippings, all of them turned into ash, and left behind a lonely loneliness, beauty is from then on.
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