Always together. As the two of us in so similar to some of the same loving it. Relationship should be said that good. I remember you use a square linen package hid her head. I probably wear more clothes, thin, cold, some cough, body trembling. Foot of snow squeak. You may be aware of my cold, he just take off
Your scarf around me. I was living in harmony with the warm heart, a surge of warm stream flowing in the body. How can I say cold big man’s. I never wear the scarf. It is time I did not even sweaters. Shoes are worn Jiefang Xie. Is a normal shoe. People home from dinner, they drink some wine, walking
And more strength. They are far away in front. We are lagging behind. Man and a woman in the snow slowly, is also not feel tired, it is also not feel the cold. Sometimes even grasping a fever use statistics in their hands upon her snow. In the snow long gone, the way in the snow, then we say how

This year’s winter was extremely cold, cold person does not go out. Only wish to stay at home, met the warm and watch TV in the quilt. Just want to eat hot pot at home, eat pork stewed cabbage. First dry cold north wind, screaming, shouting. Poles blown whining to ring, lattice windows shake from time to time, as if
The whole world tremble with cold. Night, heavy snow to the earth have become vast expanse of whiteness. No wind during the day. But the snow was the next stop, there were numerous, and snow goose feather, a mass of cook, from the far skyborne eloquent on the rooftops, tree branches, earth. People do not want to move, thinking of
Moving even more. Remember 20 years ago, that if is a windy, snowy night. I am with you to the countryside to a farmers house for dinner. We work in the village, and village relations along well with people, their homes and killed on a pig and asked us to drink "soup." Us to several, but the two of us

Priceless dignified years to melt. Tonight, let me as you gently into the dream, a look, a smile, gently Dihuan, soft hands, secretly comforting, bursts of twittering, I listen to your nonsense, touch your mind, feel your happiness, let me in your eyes locked, the simple pleasure of breathing, Acacia sing songs, decorate your dream, Yiyi Wife, blowing your long
Melancholy: the next month of poems, Elegy wind, snow the smooth dance, people have thin, I do not know tired! Tonight, let me as you gently into the dream, even though the Yen has retired defeated, Cangsang the hair, deserted the field, but also as crazy dream of  in the month of snow, leaving behind memories and prints; even stay
Under Latong feel it leave the truth of love and beauty. Tonight, let me as you gently into the dream, when the rough inclusion and infiltration in no time turned into a beautiful pearl; when the tide of tears, covered with years of wrinkles, any frost in the cold to freeze the mind; when lightly in the night, falling the

Goose, flying in the sky of freedom, in the long journey where you meet, accompanied by knowing each other. The sun, like a man with your hands, sky dotted with a rainbow, the wind, intoxicated with the blue sky, the moon, fairylike with my hand, leaving aside a fresh Shizumi. Ngo, enter the nest, nurture new life, and then fly
Together, Pina dance, hand in hand. Tonight, let me, let me add a little light for your tea, dressed in a light coat for your Phi, secretly pick up your order and scattered drifting down draft table pad, such as wind re Suchy gentle look, just quietly flowing on two real understanding of the heart, it is a source of
Happiness. Although parting and pain, but also together with the poetry and moonlight, with flowers and music, special effort and love, this happy wine brewing. Even if only a drop to drink, will be memorable life. So the ancients Yuebaifengqing eclipsed, so that everyone’s antique Campbell decline in value, so that pure company of good and loyal, gentle with lovers

Then kissed her oval face, careful to tell her, "have you, I have the story tonight is start, is to continue. " Winter night, quietly slide into the depths of moonlight, water, stars, flowers, and birds are all asleep. Waning Lights, the night, An Xiangjing lonely. I was awake, there is a crest of more than gentle heart, and awake!
Life is composed by a long list of coupling. At this point, I remember standing in the window, wind blowing through the dust, floating between the years to see, filtering the emotion of the sediment, leaving the love of intoxication. If you can, please turn me into a flower, incense in your desk, blooming in your dream look forward, romantic,
Delicious, hang a bunch of rich fruit, Dongfeng contentment, Chunhua Qiushi! If you can, please turn me into a poem, in your pen Light, Contrast, and mapping more than you think of the nerve, freehand born to die love of life and death, and sing classical beauty, emotion of the modern rhyme. If you can, please turn me into a

"I always wanted to have something to say to you that I love you. Come on! Tonight belongs to love! I think you would like to was heartbreaking, million times 10 million times in the calling you. "message is issued, his heart relaxed a while, step briskly toward their residence side of dance side up and running. He saw the
Dim distance, under a street lamp seems familiar figure stops in front of him, is her you can not, she apparently went home, how could it. That is who? He ran to the place that figure stood, but saw nothing. He wanted to, she wanted to she would like mad, only the kind of illusion. He opened the door and
Closed back when startled. He was pleasantly surprised to see him the way children think about the beauty, fantastic stand at the door. "I said, I want to hear your story will come tonight?" She said, smiling shyly when being hung in her face. He choked up, stretching out his arms lifted her up from the waist, cheers, rotation, and

Where you can put it anywhere in front of your home." He looked at it Shayang, she shook her head, suddenly laughed, not help him to elaborate, ask the driver started the engine, and instantly left his field of vision, disappearing into the night … … look at car carrying her away to the back of his mind like a
Big turn with mixed, sorry. In the street, he walked along giggle themselves would like to have a more beautiful story tonight, hazy night lamp a long lost figure followed him. For him, after leaving their parents, how he wanted the city to set up a home of their own, ah, in that the family, should not be the only
Person he alone, but should have a beautiful mistress. Who is this lady? He found her, but now she suddenly become a stranger to them. Difficult to she does not like him? From her eyes he saw clearly likes him. He took out the phone, Huer a thought, the most wanted to say that she compiled information to the phone:

And sweet. He was, she felt tonight to find the best partner. Happiness and delight in their body Chung Dang. He thought he should have more today with her beautiful story. The night is over, he looked at her reluctant: "I send send you?" But he did not think of her smiling, waved to him, turned and stopped a yellow
Taxi. Has prepared the car door with one hand. "Are not you also want to hear my story?" She is also secretive, like her, like his earlier smile at him, "Let another day, if I want to hear when you go out into the find." Spoke her into a taxi ri. He worried, and loudly said: "You lost me on
This heart to in the side? Difficult to absence, you can not always your parents home? You grow up, they want into their own home?" "Think, and I object there? "she was not smiling, when tons of beautiful faces with touches silence. He was a bit excited, "here in the … …." He pointed to his chest together, "I am

You to listen to? Friends can not hear it?" "Yes. I’ve only spoken to the man I love to listen to. You say you love me? "he told her to say these words, when looking at her obsession with white skin of the oval face. "No, a heart, there is another woman’s man, you said I love him?" "If he
Does not mind of that woman?" "He really had not credible." "But I can tell you , a reliable person, but I also want to tell you my story. "" their own people who say that they are reliable and less reliable. "," but my unreliable people, to you now sleep at night, Somebody’s been your shadow "he said, was
An emotional hug her firmly," the party after I tell you my story please? "she burst flushed Yan, head leaning against the involuntary his generous shoulders. While, tango sounds, he heard the touching dance, dance whole body cells more active. She has attracted extra seems a spirit of infection, enjoy dancing together. Graceful see her, his heart filled with happiness

Popular color was xuan dress, the eyes are staring at him with joy. He embarrassed smile, looked at her intently. She was going to say anything, but hesitantly. Then think of dance music, she said to him: "Jump!" And then extended from the one to pull his hand, jumped into the dance floors. With soothing music, his arms around her
Waist, for the first time into the interval with his contacts, he felt the blood slowly boiling, heart itch, and a kind of can not tell the taste. "You dance nice!" He broke the silence of her heartfelt praise. "Well … well … you like and I dance?." "What do you think? Really, I’d hope to see and you can
Have that day." He is telling the truth. "Why not about me? Have another girlfriend, right?" He nodded, his face secretive smile. He really has no other girlfriend. But he can not say a little timid on her own. "Can you tell me her story?" "Yes, but why should you listen? Is because you love me?" "To those who love