Rain

Night, wake up, read it slowly and walls, open the mist, and saw a long absence, you are secretly hiding in the clouds cry. In the dream, you just view someone’s black of a youth dressed in pure lolita dress.

You, the clear cold winter rain, worry off my mind; long time window of standing, destined to extend my heart a vague memory of old. Emotional encounters, sensational Fei Xu, Feelings of showers floating down the floor to another; blossoming dream of rippling breeze blow into a beautiful skirt, dip my emotions; you encountered the mysterious silence , the beauty of water wear skirts wind; was deduced touching the hand of affection; past bit by bit, you are doomed to a continuation of the truth of my life. But now, everything has been the wind, leaving only winter rain sad teardrop.

You, the clear cold winter rain, the earth faded glitz and gorgeous. Weathered old tower of silence does not mean that in the silent narrative; wandering you have forgotten my gentle and subtle; Who Lin Ku-fang's poetry has been turned into a beautiful remembrance of a distant past: leaves and flowers of melancholy has been lovestruck really put in the water away; the green has turned into a mature young charm, in the far shore, you and I love the fireworks has become a distant beauty, is deeply buried in my memory forever

You, the clear cold winter rain, omitted Valentine's poignant and sad memories. Thousands of years to recover in case, standing in the rain, lead umbrella sheltered tenderness; plain silent place as beautiful as Xianghe light, trust in the beautiful and fragrant flowers of jealousy; faint smile with a warm hand heal the cold silence of my heart ; charm of ink on rice paper in the Feelings of opening the sincere, soften, poignant, and a thousand good memories of the true meaning of ,······· asked the love of beauty.