I wish I was, jinshiyuan. The remotest corners of the globe, find it again and again, youth passes as a fleeting wave., reduced day by day, go as far as the mountain heavy water complex, edge to you in the dense willow trees and bright flowers in. The world of mortals, for years and years, waist Yu Yan, thin a circle again and again, people look for her thousands of Baidu, originally you in the lights dim. Margin in the dry spring night to meet, rain, moisten things silently; edge to in the cold of winter, Mei Xue meet, fragrant spring garden; margin in the days of waiting, I met you, a friend. Since then, be most willing to, accompany you to the remotest corners of the globe, only to see your Nianhua review, give a pleasant smile of a woman; since then, chord, to accompany you to the end of life, just in the ideal setting for a couple in love with you, flying.
Ah, you and I will involuntarily, falling into each other eyes, since then millions of gullies, also can't prevent you from my consensual; love, you and I will be overcome by one's feelings, branded in their heart, and the trials of a long journey, will stop you and I and two heart xu. Unfortunately, all the ancient difficult full, go with the wind to the natural. Look at the flowers fall horizon, every dance is rotating, be reluctant to part, BaiZhuanQianHui; each dust, is soundless and stirless, no regrets; more people in the world, every far Mou, is the cloud moon broken, youthful looking wear; each time waiting, is lovesickness as thin, even gradually wide. The moon is the moon, and all karma. Edge, with a spring summer autumn winter aura, with one eyebrow romantic themes of tenderness, life never abandon people; love do, pick a grain of reach the acme of perfection of the red, Ju Yipeng Zhiqing loved the tears, make an altar of acacia day drunk drunk. Shallow edge if so, just want to love, be consistent from beginning to end; love, imprint is engraved on my heart. I hate, gone with the wind; sorrow, you.
Fate, half Tiancheng coincidence, half again as before. The two men meet without feeling, life feeling know as the heartbeat, only one sentence: so you are here. Edge, a flower to a human feeling is like running water. If you wait for thousands of times, even if I countless back into first look, come: and your opposite hand hard pull. Things more difficult, such as a difficult man to white; the world is changeable, difficult to support a pay for life. However, three thousand flowers will master, a mortal heart will belong to the body, but in the world of mortals, is the fate to extradition. I believe that, in a just in time, a place, will wait until the edge of the one and only, will meet the as one wishes for you.
Go to the poor place, fate, you do not have a moment earlier, I am not late at night, just the perfect conjugal bliss, neither early nor late catches you that a glimpse, see will be engraved on bone, see will be prone to heart. With this, the red because of you I, a few more petal flower, much a few rain. Line to water, edge, you don't have one, I do not have lower step, just in the dim light, avoid leaning to either side to meet your beautiful, saw the urine in love, see clock emotion. At the same time, the world because of you I, multi brew several curtain, brewing a few altar of acacia.