Hugh Lang, the official temples of the white star, Wu Hou used for classroom visitors. Half lock people into deep house. Sungai even to take the first screen, I have heard that Shier old acquaintance. Five horses _set_ the wine too much love, Owner still be barrier separated. Evening shift candle back heavy curtain, Sparse songs sound first came clear shot. Jing Luo especially the sound reverberates, In sadness ten million feet. Flute music in the complex as isolated, Yin Yulong a lonely group of Angels. Do not listen to the discretion of four gold jar, Ming Fung groove distinctly hand wiping. Okrug For Toru unitary strings broke, Should know the fear of outsiders complain suppression. Green Wing Fu masters must not, Solo star Lang language wall. Sob quietly, then the year, Son tarumae most pity. While the rich turn a back light, No place to seek past depression. Lang hate living on a Star, There are scattered public life can do nothing. Do not you see Longtou water, I do not know thousands of miles into the sea. Has not seen the wind flower, Re blowing one thousand thousand. Mo in life do not make lightly, Empty Zijie things to the boss.