Snow is always coldjust like I always feel cool to your heart.
hpgpyob.cnMissing others is a kind of warmthbeing missed by others is a kind of happinessof coursethe good premise is missing each other.Don't tell me springmy heart is not cold in autumn; don't explain color to memy eyes have a piece of blue.

In all distant placesthere is a temptation to useither to beauty or to legend.Do you want to repay me for being rugged? I'm a big mountain villathinking seriously.Joy is the station of lifepain is the voyage of life.

If you are a fishdon't be infatuated with the sky.Not only for yesterday's fettersbut also for the future where I love the wind.

I don't want to think whether I can win loveSince I love rosesI dare to express my sincerity.
hpgpyob.cnThere are endless sceneries in the worldand I am not old.Even the quarrel is repeatedfor some trivial quarreland then the cold warcrazy miss each otherand finally make up.
If you think that love can't contain any flawsyou will probably never find love in your life.Even if she is elegant in other waysif she falls in love with a bad manshe will fall short.
In the futurethe moment that I want to say may come againmaybe not.Others may have forgotten.