hongkonger

　有一份感情，我沒有把它掛在嘴邊，我把它藏在了心底的最深處。不是故作柔弱，更不是故作悲傷。一種感覺緩 緩地從心裡延升開來。思念總是在不經意之間。 ...

說起墓地，你自然會聯想到那是安葬亡靈的地方。墓區裡綠草如茵，繁花似錦，松柏疊翠。如在清明時節，則是花 圈林立、輕煙裊裊，祭祀的人絡繹不絕，悲痛之聲不絕於耳，一派蕭剎淒涼的景象。 ...

The breeze kisses my face and tell me is spring now "I like doing the thing that I should do moaning this song, for example sweep the hygiene or take a walk. I remember, forbid its melody in fact, in charge of it, that was moaned is one at will.
Like this song, it is because of these two lyrics, because like that kind of feeling that a spring breeze strokes the face.
The hands of the spring breeze, gentle, the touch as of those years as mother; The hands of the spring breeze, ...

Pick up pieces of smiling flower, think some this world vary, also might as well victory or defeat in the end. The sun and growth and decline each other of moon, richness and expensive and difficult to be long and long, this morning's appearance, always last night. The glabella shows a word widely, see a section of this world scene, who does not like to taste being sad.


Not knowing why, talk about with a smile each time, it is this song that thinks of at first. Too just because ...