Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Dedicated to Shao Ye

Brings tears of the sun , sweet, wind, smoke plume , such as climbing up indistinct depression , thoughts of you in my heart soaring . Savor a rambling thoughts , like pale clouds , hiding behind the tired , arrogant and the whole sky. Silently pulled a trace of care, sunshine thrown dough , quietly cut a ray Qingsi , flying in the sweet wind. Even if you are far away from me , but also arbitrary




; ; ; dedicated to : Shao Ye

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