Depression emotion, dripping blood the setting sun, lust, tore the hearts of pale, singing a vast empty dream pillow.
Composed a fragment of love, surging my feelings, my ancient soul of invasive.
Coincided with the divine, the flower and season and when the rain falling, move you to a shade umbrellas, blocking the wind, but torn open my missing for you. Your smile have a nightmare, so I missed, when you turn around at the moment, I would like to call, but no opening statements.
Love songs, singing the Red Sky, Sung not the end of a long way. You stole my I's feelings, in my hearts still residual traces of the wind, calm and serene. I sleep on the dream cruise, Miss the beautiful scenery, pale night sky, I know the helpless and the vicissitudes of the world.
Night long, endless road, where road bleak.
Reed wadding had one night's whisper, scattered, and scattered to be lonely and sad, this is a bit soft Acacia fragments, teasing my inspiration. Can't bear to drive away, picking a flower into a Memorial of the RS gp, and heart block.