If you are willing to peel layer by layer, a layer of my heart
You will be sad
You will cry
As long as you can hear my full intention to see my whole-hearted
A yellow light legacy old
Next to me, not say anything at the time
There is no sense of proportion lonely start
Do not know the severity of the points
Jump across the strange silent support
At the evening quietly watching
Your shadow out of balance
Slowly sinking
Play through the pain soft in your tears
Pale Marina Bay care Note in the past
Condense into frost night is too long
Carried by the wind look like you
night is young,
your shadow does not cut off,
leaving behind only I
alone in the lake pairs.
{all the above is your post
that I like,
every time when I would read it repeatedly
because it is very soothing to my heart,
as well as accompanying the silent period}
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