Dusk, such as cotton, flowers a dream（一）

Mist from the east, the plain seems like paradise.
Hazy, I step lightly, riding white green water, the two sides, Castle Peak snowflake.
City to fog face wash, what to do to turn on lights, the vehicle is no longer in the high and mighty fuss past, carts, cars, regardless of grades, have become a creep, so slow down the rhythm of the city.
Unexpectedly, and a wonderful work out of the fog color, a warm open, hazy with, moist with, dense with, that time of the gas field, as if one hand, combative, denied all of my life, superficial encounters, ultimately willing to bow to you, Mo worship.
I smoke and mirrors, head Yang scared, delighted the soul of a joy, the potential a small cup, You Youran pour out of a natural landscape a gorgeous bright color.
Claustrophobia, fog, non-fog ......
Fresh, ever green under the branches of the orange; elegant, like the hands of the slide of silk; vast prairie like Tiyin Hulunbeier distant. I think this is you.
I long to touch your charm, you are my ups and downs of the landscape.
Heart I love, like your mood is a little girl outside the window looking at the fire burning palatial luxury room, in the snowy days, eager to go in, keep warm. Crackling fire burning in the room were a man warming himself, reading, having a few, vast term of life and death.
Quietly, brilliant flower of my life.
Fog, the wind the more weak, the temptation will be.
I do not casually say love, just cautiously grabbed the soft grass, dust the light, the fog will be a lot a lot a unique smile and your intimate collection.
Unconsciously, your smile faded fog. I was removed in the mist, shouting your name. My sadness, my thoughts, along with melt into the fog, blurred Xu Xu continued.
The white fog, a chilling ......