| What messy but undisciplined |
| What messy but undisciplined |
| 15th of Jul, 2011 by youbo |
Agate Lake
There is no reason unless it is
In order to lure you back
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When the gentle and heroic character with a woman
From then on no other choice
This is the last wishes of the lake
My whole life is desperate
Please enjoy picking it
Now, after all, can not be said to be too late
You finally know my thoughts
- On a deserted Mongolian Plateau lakes "Qigenuoer" near
Day suddenly dried up, only to find the lake bottom was covered with agate stones.
Seagull
Just starting Shiratori
Draw in the luminous arc in the sky
Excited and can not know the heart ah
The road before the storm
Can not escape the dark clouds
The fate of those who rush toward the approaching
House of Flying Daggers
Eagle
Write sometimes just a desire to cool
Nothing more nothing sad remorse
I just want to visit again walk through the quiet lane quietly
That in the very far very dark forest Qingzhuo the wound
Eagle
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Gradually formed the habit that you are the wall
So that night accumulated taboo
We are all net of
We finally isolated and all
Such as sadness and joy all detrimental to the emotional
Since then criss-cross in the heart
Are bright track
Sterile blood is the same river
Even if you have no way to change finally emerged
Disappeared in those waiting
Can no longer describe all the details
In the forest without Zashu
Even if one can not concentrate in the afternoon
You say your name
Even if you mind the stigma of pre-existence between the left also
I have no way to identify and then no answer
Wandering Lake
- Lop Nur in mind
Loulan has been destroyed despite the
Where there have been much regret and love
How many of us built on thin
Regret and downtown
When do you insist on capricious river
I can only
That migrate into the lake of no fixed
And I have not forgotten the night a month
I have recorded in the moonlight traces of hydro-
Fortunately, after years as a
Return to the same place waiting for you
Shore
I have been along the shore
Left many clues
So take your time looking for
Life has always been
Distanced the ripples in the end
Also only a few faint hope
Always think maybe
True some day
We smiled and walked and then each
Covered with dew in the morning on the prairie
Meet
Postscript
Hidden in obscure childhood hiding in the evening
Hidden away in the memory of the gradual
What messy but undisciplined
Is whispered from the end of the road calls to me
If the error has been cast
But nobody wants to admit
This is what I can have a whole lifetime
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