Winter wind, cold, I hold fast to their own, so their body temperature, warm my cold heart.
glow in the cold winter night, the frustration of watching you quietly leave the guilt of watching your tears, wet winter the whole street ... ...
So I wandering in the midnight melancholy,
louboutin, accept the cold wind of the split, to accept the frozen heart, accept your cold eyes.
lonely, winding my body like a snake, poisonous bite at me, only gentle, is that you wind yesterday's laughter and flying hair.
heart vicissitudes, lingering longer, just hope the lonely soul, come out of your attention, become a butterfly, fluttering in the sun of the world.
winter light is very desolate,
christian louboutin, unforgiving shadow of my sad, broken play, you and I, my smile, relentless abandon in this cold winter streets.
Red Dust, such as spray 淘尽 we scattered in the air every colorful dream, I then just head down the long desert, looking for an oasis of my life, but still see you in the oasis of the other end , flying a hair, smiling,
casque dr dre, and looked at me.
I walk slowly in the winter wind, wrapped around the endless yearning, yearning to see dancing in the wind, so I pawn our past and text, sold as gifts to give to you, as your Valentine's Day gift, a text is a rose petal, I let the blossoming flower petals into a flying, fly with you, let you take them to fly.
winter setting sun, such as blood, shed on the snow, so red and white earth interpretation of the misery of loneliness, fire and water, at this moment, is compatible. In water and fire, I walked into the hilltop temple calm, listen to the old abbot,
football chaussures, from the smell of the tall wall in the curl scriptures, to forget, you forget the faces and voices, to listen to the silence of the heart, to perform the Hajj thinking vigorous, to see the wind in the fields of dance ... ...
winter wind, lonely,
monster beats, picturesque but sublime, firm, but as I thought, in the absence of your day, still vibrant with the power of life and beauty.
in the winter wind, I saw the flames in the burning border, I saw the setting sun burning, I saw burning on the land of snow, I saw in the burning wilderness.
I see, see my soul on fire, see you in the fire, dancing in my soul ... ...
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