Do calories you have enough time to get the painting to look again, through the large glass, in the dream of partition, keep a certain distance, because there is also have me, you are so intoxicated, is so inseparable. Time in love wash, dream gathered in acacia, be patient of waiting, don't hurry, just keep a certain distance, the beauty in the picture will naturally at the end of your heart. At the moment, did not open the window, the cold wind blow not to come in, the beauty of the glass partition in the one by one, like the night is beautiful clothes, covered the innocence.
Rouge smile is so beautiful, elegant long hair sends out a fragrance, aromatic and dream gathered in acacia, one leg will be crossed the threshold of the acacia, flute circled overhead, spinning COINS in talking, cash, butterfly luan downdraft wander in midnight, xiangyun dew appears here at the moment, we than beautiful, the sky we than acacia is exquisite.
We like the comings and goings in the desert of love, like from one body to another body, the thin and average Italian wine bears 嘠, in this moment we like on the floor of the dream to do the game of acacia, real and tears can not replace the anesthesia, shadow flash of the glass, so an aura. Let's an hour's carnival! Forget all the trouble and sorrow of all, that kind of happiness, so intoxicated, without restrictions, as in the high winds and torrential rain screams and scour, let the wild gentle breeds in pain, tear and lingering of wind and rain.
Our beautiful brides and grooms, don't blindly shy, you will fully committed to the atmosphere of love, with intoxication, with go together. To get rid of the bondage of unnecessary and customs, have their own views and opinions, to break through all the clouds, the beautiful is founded upon love, that you are happy, that you are the most beautiful.
Love is free, as long as you are happy, I am happy is enough, so free, no ridicule, not pedantic, more not all fetters. Love is beautiful, love is the soul of jumping.
Take a a small handleless wine cup on the edge of the buccal, lightsome gentle light doesn't splash. Natural and unrestrained calm on horseback, in return hill road to MuGui flute.
Love is a pen, it is a poem, love is the keys of pop-up network, from the leap to the vertical and horizontal, from racing to cross, the two all the way along the spell, no resentment, only calm, you are a great husband and you are missing in the most loving person.