I like the night of the Yao Jing Yao Jing, like the night but fear of loneliness, like the mysterious night and inclusive believe that the existence of the world .. Oh I love Yao Jing, like music, have their own one at the seaside, wearing a white skirt, Kneel in the cross-legged on the beach, keep the hands of the shells I like in the tub, listen to music, like holding a glass of red wine, the remaining I fell to the bathtub, so that liquid flow through watching my body, the invasion of my heart, my heart was this Shocked the scene, like red wine, like music. . |
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2008-04-26 19:49
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