Be Strong

Met you that moment, the world came crashing down. Hear you mumbling sound like if there around my ears, since sink, there is no way back.
Chanafanghua years, I have you hit it off the actors, mildly sleeves Long Ling Spiraea, singing the Millennium complex Kam the legendary. Yo dance posture, you gradually narrowed eyes as flying butterflies rotation fleeting, not destined to fly the palm of your crowd. That macro as gloomy as the address.
The students, who gentle
Who dance to get the smoke, scooped up the cold-blooded in the endless ice. My sleeves will be received in the palm, feel the thin broken pieces of the loss of water from the body, your facial features is so seemingly casual sweep over the trails, abundant vitality. Whether it really is already destined to doom thou shalt not hospice in my life, appear bright in my youth, and disrupt the original pool silence mind playing lamented tone. Micro frown makeup, raised mouth charming bully radians, regardless of fate, I only wish you laugh in death, no resentment, no anger.
Dressing mirror, carefully tracing. The humanitarian 光阴 易逝 Shaohua old trade. I silently looked at the beautiful and haggard face in the mirror, trembling with crayons erase the years. Whether elegance geometry, I always pose the scarlet curtain to step down step the spinner, ShuiXiu Qingwu actors. Do not go near your actors.
And you're just the audience a smoke such as fog spectators doomed soul with me behind the mask nothing entanglements.

Marked with heavy makeup, or charming, graceful ... a mask is a role, a fold drama is a period of life, regardless of love is not love, think do not want to. After all, one after any who will no longer be able to find their own. The familiar and unfamiliar people already died down when the dead. Face makeup painting meticulous, coming from silk long was attached to the cheek micro Yang Eichhornia reverberates with style, dignified and charming, a is flutter ghost dance on stage Huixiu tears long song. Whether twists and turn your obsession with eyes follow are my yo savior or the stories of others.

Red lips delicately, Yudi plaintive, and forward to the sleeves Qingwu the distinct Tears of Blood Fallen flowers. Candlelight who appear vaguely shallots Yu Zhi to fiddle with the strings, a beautiful touching the rhythm like a ghost, ghostly entangled. You dressed in a purple robe, sitting in front of the stage, Yushan jiggle surreal dreamlike, will then gently glance, the three souls and seven soul vanished, leaving only an empty shell.
But mind the cold, in the south of Spring to grow quietly seedlings child, as if vulnerable, yet extremely tough.