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Miss you

Posted on July 28 2014

When thinking of you, the window of the lilies are facing the rising sun shine, spotless beauty, is the opening in the charming in the age of innocence. I slowly close your eyes, IWC price your face shine on the last light.

When thinking of you, I imagine the color of the sky into pure purple, with a dream of beautiful, into my world thoughts. The surrounding continuous green plants like soaring in my heart the grass, it is vanilla mountain sheep on the joy of heart.

When thinking of you, the village before the girl sit sedan left the hometown, singing all the way, the way of the birds. The garden is no longer your familiar things, I'm a hoe to turn up, for only in a time when you want to have a thing to do.

When thinking of you, water diffuse through the fence, the whole piece of dry out wet, like just dry and wet face. When thinking of you, water diffuse through the fence, the whole work visa hong kong piece of dry out wet, like just dry and wet face.

Pines in the breeze, blowing a moss land, green flash against those in those days without you. When I count the miss, I found my missing to you is so deep.

Bank work steadily in, those who swim fish, looked around, those looking for attention, so like I find you in the boundless man nautical mile. Bank work steadily in, those who swim fish, looked around, those looking for attention, so like I find you in the boundless man nautical mile.

Maybe it is redundant, you said your heart with me, I don't have to look for, because you have been at my side. However, so many frustrated day, I took my reenex facial heart in where? The sun fine light or gurgling water? Perhaps it is not, like the water in the fish, the fish in the water of the heart.

When no parting, I don't know I miss you so much. The water swept the shadows danced in the stars beautiful night, I looked up at the sky, I know, there is not the answer I want, but I want to see the face and the bright smiling face.

When thinking of you, take in is not brilliant lovely appearance, but those who have fallen petals, as I wait for your mood, petal by petal fall, no peace of mind hanging know return date. I am looking for a living place for my wandering heart, you said that your heart is a piece of wet land, for me a wandering the seeds take root, grow, grow.

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