The fallen leaves of autumn, and profusion, remnants of the purples missed, ground when nothing is difficult to show, cool pen. If an afterlife, will you please laid a splendid for me? Don't let me at this stupid, such as cold ink inkstone Lumiere.

 

The silent night, a long time, acacia jiggled broken heart, with a white moonlight, alone the one to beat a hasty, random strings, besides the cool of the fingertip. Time alone, always afraid for gazing at night, afraid of faint light refraction in the sky; teco dc motor gear Fear of the shadow of night will float out has hidden; Afraid I like lotus grand gesture will once again because of you low to the dust; Afraid of miss hot again heated up the soul of blocking light; Be afraid to burn, I learn to heart hide, will the burnable flame frozen at any time, heart door for whom no light qi, don't banish lovesickness Vio-la.

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