every corner of the wind over the @ The light of dawn

Simply sad in the rainy night spectrum sing lonely, soul will dazzle dance. Cold autumn night, Xiao Xiao was lonely autumn mark, the leaves still, the air is filled with scattered taste, even the words also very lonely. Repeatedly chewing, exchange solemn vows and pledges to lose the gentle, can not hit the past love temperature. Parting in mind, we become strange, distant distance landscape, the wind and rain on love and faith, has no lingering smell. Confused eyes looking at the deep night sky, carries a heavy messy mood.

The Strip unmanned, messy thoughts in mind such as skimming over the surface like the nagging, exchange solemn vows and pledges to go so far, go to look so cool. Don't refuse the bit about the memory of love, silently wrote the name, and distance from the horizon without boundary.

Heart can not dock, unable to find the road, always look forward to a bright dawn of, let I no longer lost in the dark. Behind the long shadow, to the weary footsteps, listen to the night silent, listening to every corner of the wind over the.

The Dengying, abnormal alone, the morning breeze and the lingering moon shadow and light string, a masterpiece from the war on the side of the. This field cannot return journey, let the weary footsteps light slowly, looking ahead a stopover port.

The loss of color, time always forward, human always than paper thin, red dust but also fall in the skirts of Yantai. Exchange solemn vows and pledges taste all gone, had to leave the change too much, I give myself a new beginning, that without continued emotional settled, that a dream spectrum into lonely. Love is a turn, stem flow a little miss, yesterday has not yesterday, just so much love life, lamented the dream like yesterday.

The years gradually heal wounds, the flying paper deciduous remember feeling cold, see all the years, Miss Li of ups and downs. Cangshan sunset, let each segment missing sentence so hurt, write so distressed. Autumn rain fall is cool, a picture, a section of love, a song and laughter, encounter with the beautiful eyes, slipped wet memories of the tender. A-boy people, deciduous lonely heart, my hands cold, his eyes no longer become moist.

I wanted the durable drifting memories not sentimental, some do not know that the mood with a past, once at the moon tonight, Weibi eyes, only a wordless love. The dawn to dark, the heart is still in hesitation, time in the ruthless and I pass by, waiting for the storm to the vicissitudes of life. Old age, perhaps is doomed to be settled in the drift, the red dust in the trek, any heart drifts, of no fixed abode, the life of every hue, not perfect is not too many, strong essence, waiting around the most true, lonely old。