The most in the beauty of the encounter, the memory of this life, a dream out of that wonderful. Ruoxi long, long fragrance, such as autumn water like silk, drunkenness, around the fingers of the lingering, loaded with ideas. And the number of slanting sun, and quietly accompanied by the time, and with its fun, following the tour. Close your eyes, listen to the love of the moon, by soul. Carrying the fragrance of a flower, and you tend to the path full of flowers, will be embroidered into a poem, to the time of the inch incense, who can smile and not store a persistent?
The karma of the world is haunting the heart. Asked this life, love how close, injury has far, think of the light, the feeling of life, too much sweet, has been far away from the end of the world. The heart of those who get it, lost the soul, the only shape, the leakage of true love, who cut off the threads of love, so that Yu do not forget, for whom a goodbye to the red dust, laugh at the love of the ages. Drunk drunk carry on, obsessed with the taste of the dream of life, Jun for the most beautiful habits, I am waiting for a lifetime of the Department, to the true heart, no complaints, no regrets, and dropped his arm and over the no see again.