Night, misty gray, smoke floating thousands of thoughts, hermes handbag heart, bruised, it is difficult to appeal more sorrow words. Wine has been into the intestines, divided into three recall, seven has become a panic, Review of Sansei, is black and blue. If the sunset is not old, disabled the wind is not Buddha. Does not the passage of time, reverse time and return to former Liangxiaowucai. If, Maple Leaf does not fall, future generations still. Whether the memory can also freeze? Chord does not move, stay in the moment you laugh. If, on no longer wanes, people no longer illness and death, we can stay together, not like the night-blooming cereus, one is now disappearing. Day, waiting in your bed and gently planted a small daisy your favorite, your eyes Wei Tai, charming face, flowing faint smile. "Will be fine, so we planted ninety-nine, you'll rehabilitation. " That you take ninety-eight daisies sleep. The next day, before the arrival of the dawn, I picked the ninth nineteen daisy gently into the vase, you still sweet sleep. Gradually the sun rises, the ward to bring a bit of dead to life, and I am still waiting, waiting. As everyone knows, the other is permanent. You, or quietly to sleep. Perhaps this is just a dream, you're dreaming, I am also dreaming. Those eachother, we have not eleven performance, but you fold limbs into wings, butterfly fly first. Your eyes, slightly closed, but the Pan tears down the line worry. Is the dream? If the dream, why the heart pain, if real, why you abandoned me? Look at your body was pushed away, fleeting between your eyes shocked, and tears in that glance, with a lifetime of sadness, with her entrust the afterlife is so real. I struggled and the Heartbreakers growled, but only drew a breeze, canada goose clothing gently soothing ninety-nine daisies. Ju, you see that? Looking back before her departure, is a comfort to me, or I do not blame away with her?