night air seemed still. My mind was wandering in the night, for the infinite loneliness as diffuse as Cold Moon over my heart. No sleep tonight, tonight, nothing, then my mind went blank. Without you that warm words, without your love and care, I am lost and lonely. Listening to sad music, voice, mercilessly tore the cold night, I really want to know everything going? The loss of an ice-cold strikes my heart. Has never been concerned about a kind of tear me grief. I many times want to dial the familiar number, can I still do not have the heart to disturb the peace of mind you have, do not want you to bear too much pain, can only dream come across in the cold, but suddenly it was the cold wind to carry you away, and what is left is only me Fengyun the arrogant heart.
back to thinking about you every word I said, your honest, your humor and your kind of voice that, like trickling of rain that moistens my dry hearts, and awakened me Fengyun sad heart for many years. You say you want me Be kind to yourself, do not work so hard, every word you sincerely, I am speechless right. Too many grievances and too much bitterness, too much frustration, now has never mentioned into tears fall on my face. I can not forget the fall I was still a person you had rain, and my love is still a thicket of weeds. A cold rain ended in the autumn. I go in a hurry, do not look back you look, because I want you to remember me smile. Looking back, the back like yesterday, heart-breaking tears have wet clothes pillow. Give you my helpless despair, but also the pain of my life Ma Budiao past right and wrong have no meaning, and only treasure in your heart. Maybe I’m just not strong enough right that give you, I will forget everything. But the memory of you is so clear, your voice and the figure will sometimes emerge in my mind, my courage to go in strong, let it all in quietly, in silence.
when the pain has become the past, but you carry the disappointment of my heart, lost in the vast human sea, I suddenly found that, without you I’m so lonely and helpless. Buddha practice can be paid for passing five years, perhaps our fate is not deep enough it, can we endure the pain and suffering. I think about in this world of loneliness, forever you’re holding hands, walking together in life’s journey, through their seasons. Should there be any afterlife, I will actively look at the vast sea of people to find you, then I will tightly grasp your hand, you will not recapture its gone. –
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