In the aftermath of the crushing all dreams, in all the pain has been covered with the time at the end of the, in once countless lights wanes to the close in I see not pure to come to the road, backwards in seasonal scenery find the home to return to. Some time is not old, waiting for the last of the life in the most secure years. Green slate or a wet after a heavy rain hong thai travel , but the flowers fall, and remember who said that there will never be dissipated in the twilight……

Bolt on the lock can not open the old lock, mottled rust, as if time only eroded its body, in a distant going to memories up time. It was covered with traces of the years, the story has been blurred, memories never picked up. However hong thai travel , most afraid of is the power of the emotionless.

See the courtyard tree Magnolia corniculatum I could not help but burst into tears, surging crowds passing from the side, who hurt the heart of who, and who is wrong who, who has gone too far, who hide in behind did not dare to look at. Why is a turn of the moment years to become a memory of the appearance? I left you in at a loss after fleeing in panic. There is the voice of crying time hong thai travel , who knows who talk insincerely.

Why every time you have to bloom so warm, the big white cold too busy. Why have never seen you fall, is not I have missed? You always greet me with the most prosperous life, and I always change in the back of the lonely. The night was cold to hurt my heart, you are in my pillow dream. I dream of the colorful world of the crystal ball, I dream of your hand gently brushed my face……

A rain, an injury, to long for this cup of wine, really good bitter, bitter to the sad, pain to cry, I am afraid of tears, tears when the heart is fragile, the beauty of the world never I hold your hand, at the moment, only the company of rain ecig safety , the rain with dancing in the breeze, this summer, scattered sad, lonely melancholy, lonely people desire in words convey hope, but these feelings and the send to where? Those beautiful once, immersed in such a small rain, buried.

Finally leaving only the sad, sad, after this a fixation, engraved on the heart really tired, flowing in the coast of time, can’t stop, heart, really hurt, conversion in the four seasons, but cannot be cured International Move , weary soul, depths of the time, and wanders, sad, has no purpose, no direction.

Now, the rain, and a man hug the sentimental heart, like the season after season of rain, no end…

Cut a warm memories, hold those wherever greetings coolfire iv plus, send those drops are the deepest corner of the bottom of my heart, let the tears like dew glittering and translucent, fill up with WenXiang happiness, thought you corners of the mouth up a shallow smile, eyes glistened with tears, half luck and half sorrow, fortunately fell in love with you, and is sad for a moment and you don’t, I clinging to read in my mind, even if no end, also want to fall in love with you.