If the morning to hear you pour out, the most beautiful
That verb, if the night he died
I have nothing to fear? I love when
Will love pathos, if not love gorgeous
You split the United States no reason to hurt me, this summer
As long as the outriggers, there will be a miracle landing
In the spread of the palm of your hand, you will have landed
In my palm, palm lotus
For example, late summer evening, in the face pool of Qingfen
The face of spontaneous combustion of the soul quietly
Which one, which one would promise me
If you call your nickname?
As long as the pool there, as long as the summer there
A Hongyan, why should you meet?
Lin Zhen Zhen is a pet name, that Chen Zhen Lin
Zhen Zhen a read, see Lin is to see people
As long as there is mind, as long as there is a dream
There are a Qingxin, the summer is dying
The Montreal stubble, that is, residual sky star, immortal
Lotus is still the soul
Forever, I'll wait for you points lips, to say, spit it verb
Who loved, far from forgotten. Anti been hurt
There is always trauma. My scars
Red, startling, baked lotus-shaped