Junior yesterday has gone, Fang-year-old now and Lanna. How lonely Italy, repeat this desolate park. Independence Park in a long time, cold dew wind at Dan. Wu vegetables do not fall, so the tree has withered. Only a few Cong Ju, the new opening between the fences. Talk to the discretion of portable feast, to Seoul for a linger. I left on my memory, easy to be led by Xing. See wine no season, has been pleased not to drink. Near from the older, the Jianjue fun hard. More often fear of aging, strong drink no joy. Gu Wei Seoul chrysanthemums, fresh after independence, when and where. Prudential is not for me to know, by temporarily Kaiyan Seoul.