Jiangnan can-xue, the love of the annihilation

There is a butterfly, called the dead leaves butterfly! Hidden beauty, come to gaunt leaves, just to give yourself the deepest protection! For the previous margin, the search for butterfly pupa, not found the flower leaves butterfly wings, never see fade. Luckily zai? Unfortunately zai?

Jiangnan dim light of night, thin cool water, thoughts through little bridge, thin that one curved month, knit west lake of water! The green roof, breathing the air of song ci tang poetry, but can't read the lone desert smoke bold!!!!!

Borrow jiangnan a boundless brush, but draw out of the west wind road of the feelings! Jiangnan, is delicate ink painting, coated with SuiSuiDe plot carefully built!!!!! Jiangnan soft, supple the jiangnan children violations, jiangnan beautiful, beautiful water bridge the somebody else!!!!!

In the south of the river prince, I live a river north, fireworks are busy in you over the city burning? If give me a smile, I will read the fireworks burn the bushes after, there are some shed, there are some delight, once the most beautiful blooming, a paste of is the life!

If, it is only a traveler, jiangnan's devoted her life, also read not jiangnan rain warm wind of gentle and lovely! Those fade gradually thick smooth shadow, fall off the charming south built!!!!!

Green jiangnan's liu, red jiangnan flowers, a dream, I play in the south of the YanYu after! The purple YouZhiSan, touching one poem, the wind abandoned in the lonely time, let me one thousand times, also feels not found traces of it!!!!!

Standing in the corner of the encounter, wait till you get a answer: we can never go back to before?

Gone, the annihilation of the broken bridge can-xue love!!!!! All the way along the GuShan ahead in the, bai causeway, the mosses, mottled waste unsmooth memory the snow, cold on whether sleep also love? Listen, who sings: "in bridge Banks of west lake landscape are still... see the bridge not broken, I", a deep feeling pain FuDongLiu!"

The place, never again see x and the white niang son, only the lonely travelers at the servants, constantly acacia tear, messy the run weeping!!!!!

The appearance of jiangnan dress up too many YanYu QiMi, ask the bridge in the pedestrian: whether the ever snow? Whether you will water as snow on the west lake? Who will be looking forward to deep kind? Who has touched your sentiment string?

LianYan spring, a string of your smile, be gentle, bulky fingertips waves ripple, spread, broken one thousand waiting! If no, but know each other, if decree by destiny, but not those!

Sit in the north of time and space, listen to a song, the look in the eyes of the broken bridge can-xue jiangnan a little light you hatred!!!!! Imagine, how to gentle light sorrow, the south of the south), whether the ship wave more that a bunch of heavy notes?

Dream one thousand fate, drunk the feeling for one thousand years, who in YouZhiSan blooming flowers, if under who sigh snow residual bridge break? Who the lingering a song, who to be lonely a poem? Spring back to xi? Spring back to do! TingYu sleep, wet the broken bridge column, drench pain a love of bridge!

Dead leaves butterfly, you in the song, I listen to you inhabit wings of love, the hardships of all the way of grasping, and all the way!!!!!

Happiness, sometimes just a process, life in looking for the most beautiful plump, plot last will become poetry, poem, that flower, can be in before and you meet, neither the first nor the most, not too late!