我捕捉时间的裂缝，突破重重桎梏 ，驰骋天地 。
Beautiful life must never spend the dream.
The body of shaking is called, and dances.
蜉蝣 蜉蝣 生, still overlook the vast universe, I also grateful.
I captured the crack of time, breaking through heavy, and galloping the world.
The body hung in a summer flower, awakened my death.
She bloomed gorgeous, I tried to pursue my dreams. We are mutual relying on each other,
Do not stop in the year in the year.
On this way, full of killing, full of greed,
If there are more light, it will set less ignites.
The weak body is to be with non-, right and wrong,
, waiting for the dawn, but waiting for the fall of the starlight.
I turned into the remaining temperature of the memory of memory,
in desperate decisive palms, imprison themselves.
I want to fade out, return to the truth. But it is out of reach.
I took my own label, all the way to north.
My strong sensitive, my eyes are everything, my occasional shame,
just one person to read.
The front road is more dangerous, and there is a day, but there will be one day, Qincha and Ming.
One song, two cups of tea, talk, 此 于, what do you want?
We like a child, like a good child,
looks back, counting your own innocent.However,,,,,,,,,,
The night is desolate, the wind is young, and the flourishing is lonely.
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