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3196974 2007 年 04 月 15 日 19:19 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (3) Category: Think about the real
often stranded in the memory,
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may wind intrusion, may be time to rotate the picture is still lack of yellow book.
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dream thousands back into a crystal snowflake dance fantasy.
decadent branches are coated in white motto.
not help,
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sharp eyes also become rigid in the air together.
there are those poured the fudge, ice knot in the bend of the river bed.
shrink in the dry and needy birds branches, crisp voice that was no longer ringing in the ear thoroughly.
outside Graceland, no more wandering round.
vaguely or yesterday,
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glowing pride of a cavity in the snow to form a colorful confrontation.
cold hands, still in the bitter wind, waving.
With snow falling slowly melting in the palm of the hand. . .
Who can remember the snow in the waving
thoughts?
that tune out of the snow shadow,
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and return when you Taxue, foot still scar the memory of countless.
footprints are deep and shallow deposits something in the story?
How many stories
slowly melting in the memory. . .
winter, may be lit a bonfire, baked on a pot of tea.
then, sitting deep in the night, thinking of the Mustang exile.
snow farther and farther,
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always feel that I rub shoulders with the moment, there will be little more than marks.
was decrepit even after more than those residual microwave marks will be stirred.
loss among Washington think you are like a tree covered with snow.
stand silent river, I do not know who is the reflection of the memory.
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