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Dreaming South
<div class=\May flowers blown call in March, which is tender years, lush grass, the air moist exudes savory flavor. Spring to Chungui, this season, forget who face? Season for something to sleep, will wake up some things. April tassels, Paradise Lane in the Rain, slender red crisp hand, is a faint trace strands of the southern situation.
(a)
fireworks in March, similar to the Yangtze River, Wind of the rain-mei. Plants begin to sprout, walk around, you can find them at the roadside, as can easily pick up the romance in the spring. Ground rhythm with the rain in March, flew into the south of Yangtze River every drop of all, like the hazy smoke and mirrors, dancing slender waist and gently approached, rain ear.
a drop of rain to carry a grain of sand stuck in a pool of lotus pond, a rain curtain beads bearing the crown tap, surprise Laying red arms, because I like, simple. Just imagine this, a Wangqing pupil of the eye, a trace of tender love, poke gentle spring and the first wipe, Qing Han Jian Jian wind, fluttering peach rain. Simple beauty of life left in this world of gestures. Hold a paper umbrella, a south of the stunning woman stepping beauty of the trails, walking in the rain. Curl Tingting, dense concentration, holding a Qingwan thoughts, sweet smile. Original, well if so, docked at the side, docked in the minutes, the seconds, your heart will bring warm, cozy set aside the track.
Shuyu light cigarettes, pour south is a lengthy clean water. South of the rain, light and graceful,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], swallow tails in the breeze, the drizzling rain Pianfei, fine prints, warm, over the tree tops, dock, habitat. We are passing this world,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], to hurry, and hurry to reach the end of each time. The noise of passing into the silence of the dream, beautiful spring, and even the evening Ziyan, even Amidst King House, and even thin thick hair and the clear mother's touch of me.
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a long lanes, streaks of gray tiles on the floral dip cornices, walked into the long period of years deep Taihen moss track, spot mottled refutation. Looking down, picked up a glistening lonely and quiet.
foot quartzite, Paradise last night rain, wash away the dust was removed years,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], too many old things passing away, have some depression, the Mood for Love, the love. Rain Lane South, an unknown corner of lost dreams, simple existence, the backbone of the father bent, pull into a curved arc, well acquainted and the heart.
is a stray lamb, generous desire to appease my hair with both hands. A grateful heart, from the soil out of the bits and pieces of white flowers, and believe that every Huakaihuaxie is a perfect process.
You still like the elegant posture, like her mother's eyes, the father of the beam, engraved with the years of vicissitudes and sophisticated. Through the mountains, across the bridge, that share of care is very light, very light. And so on, through half the road of life, would also like to lay in the arms of their parents, not wake up.
south alley, gently paced, long to think. Open doors and windows, a sweet spring rain.
(c)
Amidst the dense, southern woman, brought a touch of bright red, an elegant and delicate fragrance according to the contract from. Do not ask how come, do not ask where to go, meet on the way, love? Miss? Lingering? Or entangled? Sometimes, can think of, just past a dream.
like the dust on the windowsill as loose and thin, but the years are too many people sigh of fate, not to say, but hard to find the truth. Dream past, memories like smoke, forget, faded.
only for text, only as a souvenir, that is, the memory of a lifetime, forever popular.
long women in the south,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], is the Rainy dim, fan cover of the woman, to spring a smile, Kapok open. Happiness is a secret, the secret is only defensible one, to get more secrets, only, can not be bogged down.
quiet, linger in the South of life is. Wind, leisurely walk through the southern woman, Shaohua perishable, that flow in the heart of the pure sound of singing, all confused with the Red in the fragile, fragrant fingers, Shannon fingers, forgotten in the land covered with shells, dust settled.
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I know more than one color south, like life, never just one answer. I also know that kind of feeling has always been one of the things themselves.
SEEDS umbrella, Wu Yixiang, wicker oblique, oblique swallow, like the back of cloves. South, to me, a beautiful waiting.
seal keep a silence, the peace of mind unadorned singing and dancing on the arms of south, so I of pure dream. There are always the gloomy landscape can change the world, there are always some good worthy. Like now, listen to a pure, you can do not want anything, nothing to care about the sun through, so bright at this time.
say Well, Meng Jiangnan do not rise, rainy sky occasionally clouds blowing, nostalgic, touching attachment, southern soul, who would live up to the tenderness of the South this season.
the memory left, passing the position is very wonderful, abandoned modesty, heart crumple slowly ripples in the water dyed green text, I close the distance you recently.
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