Attitude behind thousands of clouds in a quiet walk

Under the qinghui, static and silent night, thoughts of Qi so lonely sad. Breeze dash, looking at the Moon far away, face still linger in the heart of the home, along with the change of seasons, Soldaat van Oranje in the flower falls in the passage. A long look at the night sky, wandering in the figure at the city end of the wandering, had no choice but, without feeling lonely, ever sad, lonely lost at midnight, had dreamed of, fled in a cruel reality. Remember, water Moon qianhua.

Under the falling night, stares at the Chang-fairy figure, as if placed in close proximity in the distant Temple, legend of the beautiful, the beautiful full moon covered with mysterious veils. Wind light light cloud, end of the world total, the Qi so a silk blue clouds, stroked the cheek of the moon. Attitude behind thousands of clouds in a quiet walk through the month, touzhe on a thin drop shadow of the clouds of purple curtains, I reached for holding up the Dim Moonlight, I do not have the face of refraction. Month reminded me of that sentence:; "in the sky would like to make pair of lovebirds, may be flowering sprigs on". Minds to think about what we have romantic memories, I'm in sorrow among the swirl of memories and poetic and picturesque. Black hair 3,000 loose shoulders, a hit of purple dress, Yingying Walker, like beautiful spring like butterflies qingyang. Holding hands with the peach blossom bright March, past the flowers of summer, standing in the leaves sift Senhyaku road, in snow butterflies dance in the end, you lot of sleeve gradually left, leaving only a string of footprints of sorrow and fuzzy shadows. People today can't see old King, not this month old people, the memories scattered in the dream.

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