Like non-last night of the stars, for whom in wind-exposed vertical young night drifters.
Ten years of life and death of two vast, not think, since the memorable, Trinidad solitary grave, nowhere to dreary.
Butterflies are beautiful, they fly but the sea.
Beauty is beauty, they cannot escape the fate.
Finally the Jiangnan Misty Rain covered the world, Rong Hua Xie Hou, however, farms, mountains and eternal rest.
Elegance is a means the quicksand, older was for some years.
Yin month thousands of feet, silent night-Acacia, hard to shake the tender regard a ray.
Former fragments, read the life of sorrow. Jingshi memorable, permanent missed pulling into root threads.
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