Do not CHANGCHUN COMMUNIST a blink of an eye New Year, and nearly put lights. Yi Ying Ying Qian laugh, slender soft grip, Yuxiang florid, warm crisp snow condensate. Read much feeling of sadness, thinking Spring and disease, since not blame his life special. Jun aware, gradually eliminate the Hong Shu Brocade, tear stains Wu Ling. Department of hard to find at long rope. Falling off the status of less tired old friends. However, rural Jiang Yan, the fishing village flute resentment, cold Gang Committee ember, solitary Yan raw ice. Water Raoshan Wai, faint smoke cloud miserable, even if we have always scared the high-profile board. Ecstasy, was the fish, not memo, blue dream without proof.