Dressed in a white dress, bright eyes and white teeth, Jiangnan woman unique quiet and peaceful, in your body to show most as the butterflies fluttering in the a beautiful age, you do not play, not presumptuous. Right time, you do notembrace a bright and beautiful, but love the you like the early, and I can't understand the words. At the end of the summer, we picked up a corner, until theautumn will be swept, walk in the warm summer wind blowing, the thoughts, you have to remember, and said: youhave no reason not to grow , I understand, even if I don't want to grow up, complain every day day and night change too fast, I can't catch up with the pace of time. Hate not to have a time machine, the shuttle in the once and future. However, in the face of the facts, but I walk in the time before, is it out of me. If I stay, then drive up in eternal darkness. The walk in the light and all dark, just like before. Walking on it, are you holding my hand, together through the layers of the mist shrouded, what time is the end, often in a layer, unintelligible. Thus, memory figure in the narrative:not in the light, only in the the light, heavy make-up people than in the clear moonlight sky beauty makeup, because they lost to the green ink colour, but true. Xu occasionally seems to be without affectation, the failure of the soul to give pale text. Only this, the flowers bloom all over the sky is not worry about the broken red incense who pity. Fallen flowers is not a heartless thing after all. So, stay away from looking at plants and non fog fog of of quiet dance, you maybe forget. Qi teacher, you always make me fantastic, let me indulge in alldisappeared in the wind erosion in the took me to meet the Ambilight sunrise, sunset time, cool in the shallow cut. Time froth in Xingzi waves, catchbut nothing, is a fantasy, is the dance off a busy you, in the flowery age interpretation of my dream.