2011年6月23日星期四

Margin margin wind, and scattered margin together QingJian protege feeling like the wind

Wailing wind cold in this desolate, xiao steps of fall, wanton flurry, rolled up in long and cool and refreshing withered and yellow, plain, woods over the residual float in the sky, leaves the leaves fall, like this floating point, if in the life the way, a few DuoCi tides, wait for thousands of wave stack, a wave cover over, wet suit could be consumed, also chipped the busy life. JiangFeng ear side roared in the night, the night scream, all ears when they call, just if the yangzi river ape sentimental squealing sorrow. Walk on in, and do and listen, wind, and also a 24 bridge near river, see whose hand GongYao pulled a harp, the setting sun yao, she relies on the ship, playing a song "sing from the death of, suddenly smell, lingering sound to an abrupt end, broken strings worries also disappointed to imagine various ge bore a clear JieDongFeng, let the past with the wind, survive the shattered in the sadness of the evening, and heaven and earth, and isolated from the rest. However, only, this a residual to grind but an enduring memories, still wandering in the deep memory, with the does not come loose.
The flame red sunset and consumes half side day, gradually, over the clouds scud across, also began to lift, seem to and mutual parting word today. CaoHuangSe backdrop of convergence at the same time, the night began in quietly engulfed the sky, and sky stares at the wheel, the red blood of the setting sun, such as up rays, leap, leap to hide in the after the mountainside. And again of the night breeze up xi! The attic, Sue curtain up shaking bead shade roll, who ran into the first suspected. The wind blow, swaying case sets, the ZhuYing disillusionment edge candle, to destroy and check, as period of heavy things, but to forget to unforgettable. Lament the fence raised light smile love is hard to break, sorrow is broken, only to borrow a cup of ZhuoJiu, pour wine solution to reassure idea, considering, however, the wine ChouChang sorrow more sorrow, a frustration of multiply. Eyes lock zhu outside the window, breeze blowing up at first glance, wrinkled a wave, but river ripples in the attic ripples in the man's heart, and cover tightly with the wind into the bottom of the heart, who know solution?
The wind with the bright moon, how much more tonight miss, several of the sorrow. A breeze blew up the past, negative, and crying sigh a way: "peach blossom still can still laugh past spring breeze, but are now word is don't know where to go to whom the?" The old time, young vicissitudes of life, recalled that once, the night of the ErNvQingChang close to a man sleeping, come to the attic, miss any who has left the hair of incense. The night the desolate wind blow, and who screwed up the clothes of the broken? A kiss xiu step, solitary nights and desolate, injury tears fell two lines, left, ZhuYan wither. Pour a pot of du kang, the wind by the wind, the wine to send, sent to you to remember that, once the old joys yan, today but the two broken heart, cheers, were laughing taste the peach blossom, but now, admire the memory, but you for I the injury, only by the wind, let this period of bitter memories with the wind had floated to, only because, once vowed in the wind like petals, the wind is now far, only sighs, love also difficult, don't also difficult, forget too difficult, total in the darkness of night unbridled memories in this struggle, tossing and turning in late at night, all like just yesterday.
Rolling in the world of mortals, margin margin wind, and scattered margin together meet, such as wind, to the tao absence after, and as a wind. A sigh, feeling the wind, the wind had left a silent, the pain is unforgettable. Smile to sigh the world of mortals, rain road three thousand, but also as the wind, in a hurry, plays music, a song, but has not end, scattered in two countries, even if YiShiDuLi, cold nights sleepless. Pour the wine, small talk ChenYuan wind, misty is, now, the only love dies, and with the wind to floating in a hurry, but make ChenYuan guest.
This snack, who for all who dye headgear? Who was the best before zun who invade? Who was the best painting spring breeze who? Who was the best ZhuYan who remains the? Who flick a sword? Only for broken, old you get older.

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