You are my life without interest of flowers， this life falls in love with you， is destined to be a kind of tears of happiness.

Holding the red bean you sent me， I'm wearing a green sleeve with a smile.

Read you white snow， you have read the words， even if time passes， easy cold fireworks， also destined for you for thousands of years in Acacia River in. No matter where you are， just want to say to you: either C.

I walk alone in the bustling crowd， the eyes are boundless void. You can escape loneliness when you walk into the hustle and bustle. I looked into a tough string， attempt to penetrate the whole sky， with Jianjian tenderness eyes to you thousands of miles away to stare deeply.

However， the wind， blew away the memory， it was whispered， embracing the dependence on the bridge had rain， accompanied by the piano flute yesterday， and the The imprint is engraved on my heart.

bit by bit， like the flying dust， get wet eyes.

Now， what should I use to pay homage to you and my meeting?A review， even if we have evil feelings， to play alone is lonely. Why is this love making red graceful， misty Acacia? Why is this but only to end up the party， flowers withered? You miserable smile， embrace the harp to everywhere remained just received endless war. A cloud of smoke， Life is but a dream.

Your silent， has become the story of the biggest regret， your speechless， portrayed my deepest pain in this life. Close the distance is as distant as the horizon， days， my tears poured wine， often a hangover.

In a lonely helpless night， accustomed to put themselves in the corner， combing the pain， combing memories. Originally， it is an unknown disaster， love is a past sin， and is a life. A tune of sighs， a syllable sink， is actually missing when going through the wet ink.

Really want to be a lamp， a yellow light， read a heart， listen to a fine， washed the dust， Xijinqianhua， plain text on the get away from th