文字 :

The night is when the human sorrow
Qiang hand beauty
In delicate life DaoTeng gloomy
shouldn't moment occupy warm I grew
up
Can the inside of the heart have
distorted pain is abroad but that is
not truly desperate
I understand that youth radiation
isn't all a time excessive colour
carefully look at earth sadness
I think in new cage can someone in
this loss in the manuscript for I
sent a letter
Not the world owes us happiness but
we don't use eyes to find beauty to
dig
颜色:湛蓝天空
