以吻为契，将我所有的缠绵印上你的额。如同落叶对大地的吻以一种阳光的温度在那个料峭的春天悄悄爬上你的心头 。将你小小的手握在手中，我以为我可以就这样牵着你的手走过流年 ，走过这一生属于我们的幸福时光，拥你入怀，用我宽厚的肩掩进你的羞涩。我说 ，如果你愿，我将用一生为你编织一片温柔的天空。
静静走过长长的街，暮然回首，身后 ，是我们洒了一地的幸福 。
拿起画笔，肆意地将我们的青春涂满繁体。坐在画室的角落，微笑着在纸上画下一个不可能存在的家。一座山 ，一条河，一只船，一间白色的房子......在画布上 ，我们携手走过了一个鸟语花香，风鸣蛙唱的春天，只是你皱起眉头问我 ，怎么没有布娃娃？
走过那条步步生香的小径，我来到一朵盛绽的蔷薇，温柔的戴在你的发间 。亲爱的 ，你可知这怒放的，是我们一生最初，最美的花。那个时候，我们的相信世界很小 ，天涯很近，牵着彼此就可以安静的走完一生。我们都不知道，其实 ，我们都还只是娃娃。
站在高高的月台上，我用力的挥手 。想用我的手，再次抹去你腮边的泪花。听着你湿润的声音 ，我的心乱了。亲爱的说好了不哭，你怎么哭得像个迷路的娃娃 。
我终于相信思念是一种毒，没有你在身边的时候 ，我的身旁长满了寂寞 。剪不断理还乱，我只好放任它在心的一寓荒芜着。也许，遇见你才是我一生的错。那一刹那的回眸，将我的心灵孤岛淹没 。残缺的月光下 ，我浅浅淡淡的凝眸，迁出你若隐若现的身影。远方的你，可还好吧？
If you are still by me, what kind of gentleness I should be a gentle light, your hair ....
With the kiss, all of my layings are printed on your amount. Like the kiss of the deciduous, you quietly climb your heart on that kind of spring. Holding your little hand in your hand, I thought I could take your hand through the year, I have gone through our happy time, hold you, and shy your shy shoulder with my generous shoulder. . I said, if you want, I will use a gentle sky with a life.
Lu Jing walked over long streets, suddenly looked back, after we sprinkled a happiness.
Pick up the brush, and complete our youth full of traditional. Sitting in the corner of the studio, smiling and drawing a home that can't present in the paper. A mountain, a river, a boat, a white house ... On the canvas, we have walked over a bird, the spring of the frog, just you wrinkled, ask me, why not Ragdoll?
After walking, I came to a blind-free rose, gentle in your hair. Dear, you know this, it is our initial, the most beautiful flower. At that time, our believe in the world very small, the ends were very close, and they can stay in a lifetime. We all don't know, in fact, we are all still dolls.Three
standing on the high platform, I am working hard. I want to use my hand, I will erase your tears in your sidel. Listening to your wet voice, my heart is chaos. Dear, I don't cry, how do you cry like a lost doll.
I sincerely, I fell in love with the two rails. Often a person quietly looks quietly to the ground.The flat line, quiet thinking, that one, has your concerns.
I finally believed that my thoughts were a poison. When I was around, my side was full of loneliness. She clipping is still changing, I have to let go of it in my heart. Maybe, I met you is the fault of my life. The back of the moment, flooding my heart is island. Under the moonlight of the incomplete light, I was light and faint, moved out of your hidden figure. You can be okay, can you?
This fall, Bewle is like a ridiculous loneliness.
Don't blame me ruthless. In this way, everything is over. Dear, is you really free? !
The cold wind scrapped my eyes. It turns out that it is only wrong.Five
Dear, if there is no goodbye, we should re-come back ...........
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