the tide since the ebb tide.

Years singing, dark Du vicissitudes of life, past in the wind with wandering shadow, let me once again wandering in the memory of the window that once, those sad and eventually awakening the sleeping Menger. The displaced, I once again at a loss, any cold fingertips, remember too many leaves red story? Continuous rain tenderness, how many seasons sing songs? Along the way, until the end of the film, too much sorrow like, and at this time, just want to embrace the memories, say goodbye .







The story is fleeting, don't finish writing pen, as in the past the scenery, that a turn to pull away, do not see again. Once expected a reappearance of the meteor shower, who has ever dreamed of a tower will never change, always thought that eternal oath, never discrete, always thought that beautiful scenery forever fixed in my memory, but how also have never thought, cannot modify the passage of time, eventually Wushirenfei, even if I hold a retrospect in time all the way walk to stop, even if I hug to each other in the past, in the years walk forget, return to never come back.







Life on the road, to meet every game, always in parting quietly tears, quietly playing hurt in the atrium, time in the cycle repeated, let me see a secular originally touch kind, the precipitation in the past, in every night, clearly presented in front of my eyes, memory playback with Xinhai in a way another way of beautiful, touching the beats, with incomplete pale, everything, just, deductive final sadness, along the way of happiness and misshapen, my mind often emerge reflection .







Darkness fell upon in the sky above the city, watching the lights dim street, a steady stream of vehicles, bustling crowd, to and fro in the scene and the scene, let me not by the sense of sad, Miss often in heart derived, a shares from the heart, and unknown thoughts so in my mind, Symphonic into a picture of the most beautiful night sky, driven by the color such as stars in the sky, decorated in a memory of the way, along the way, the little drops of the past, clear obvious echoed to.







This is a sad, a often in the heart indelible feelings, it carries past streamer, carrying a single wandering heart, came all the way from too many unforgettable. I am grateful to the time to give me a meeting, I am glad there is you life. Long homecoming in the scenery like painting, pull away once once, too much light to feelings, too many memories. Now, in the post along the way that make the parting, and I say goodbye forever. Only you, has been reluctant to leave, to accompany in my side, mutually guard day and night, more let me find the life of this warm OoMs .







I had in the time flies the scenery and look forward to the happiness of the other half, I have in the fate of the to and fro, forgetting the past, some people, I had to take a a cold heart, wandering in the depths of love and hate communication self lost. I always thought, for so many years, I am looking for, years will not give me. Now, I seem to be wrong! A time came, whether it is jumping-off of the woods, or has time the song hard, but you always accompany in my side, buchibuqi, with me in the old time long in, as the sunrise and sunset, Yunjuanyunshu, the tide since the ebb tide.