Stand up of Things Past, can not escape the young here!
Things Past fingertips but can not escape the flames that beat the pale! There is a hot, yesterday raised his past, ed hardy clothing is the sweet Looking back, at the present view, but the wilderness. Night lights dim, and that a few staggering steps, this life I do not change, this life I do not want. Cool night wind, blowing with a crumpled skirts, heal the sorrow, every step there are too many do not like bothering, quietly realized that the earthly joys and sorrows, ups and downs even mind constantly, but also Juenan make me lose control - this moment Chisha The. Further turmoil, Haijiaotianya between the sun rising line can not tell whether there is heaven and earth, as if to return to chaotic beginning, human kind. Slowly out of hand, hold, release, hold, release. Hope that this will always, always ... ... the repeated, - that moment of lost self, sink Decipher. Heaven is a mirror, sun and the moon as evidence, ugg boots sale that old boy is not coming back, a pinch of dry white hair, sparkling little drop of water splash, breaking the number of lofty sentiments and aspirations, how much less laughter. Body lying quiet, do not want wealth, do not want to need me, just quiet as the night, though dark, but not lonely, there are the stars accompanied by my talk on children, enough! PASSING fleeting stand up, can not escape the young here! Although my heart to the moon, and moon Quefei is me, lean on a railing Mo alone,