Wind and rain, such as silk, cotton night as ...

Rain, all the time.
Hear the wind, listen to the rain, lonely night, lonely night shift than I am.
Pro, dark around me, the cold rain through the body, and missing, such as blade across the ears, making the total memory is also struggling to get out of the well-being of black bondage, and can not the night the mystery.
This time, I drop everything, leaving you.
Because I think of you, my heart pure as the stars in the night for you to write the text line by line tender, repeated practice with the forgotten. And you look like the spring sunshine, clear up, so my view.
Pro, your eyes are the seeds of a dream, hanging in the sky. I have been looking as if it is a fresh, youthful Wang, fresh very happy, very simple, so I often could not help but shed hot tears.
Away from your arms, alone, into the snow-free winter, while a burst of cold hit, freeze my dream, I sense the pain ------ This is a large pain, you gave me a gift always when inadvertently attack.
Pain, I brew a cup of tea, keep warm, warm.
Pro, ethereal tea, I only memory.
The only memory is a gorgeous stone, a wave into the heart of thousands of drops of water splashes, such as snow Suiyu, shining happiness, sadness flashes. I avoid the less, the beaten and the injuries soaked eyes, only turned around, carrying a grand forgotten.
I wonder if you have not forgotten, I frequently look back, but could not find the way to go back.
Beibi finger close to the warm, like the care of a feeling of tears, tight, willing to give up, until all the people around the sentimental silence.
The window is large roaring past winter, I heard the raindrops falling from the edge of leaves, crisp, as I dream of dying.
By the window listening to the rain, alone Zensheng was black?
Is the winter, is winter, a shower, a burst of cold. Book at first glance, then Lyric Writing Master, such a night, pick up some of the old characters turn to feel a little lonely on the heart attack.
This time, only one you care deeply, as if you are my heart's in the hands of hot tea dendrite.
Mellow tea drinking, the mood gradually quiet, peaceful. This time, I do not care about human beings, I just want you.
Want you to take a few drops of rain canopies, Surusumi to Rouchang newly sprung flowers mood to draw a ------ Ink world's rivers and lakes this is you and me, no gown, no hats, no sword, more annihilation lifetime of the rainy season is not enough, and you in them, smiling clouds, has an aroma makes the name of lips and teeth.
...... But, I always can not paint the outline of your memory in the shadow of swaying left, leaving only the ear's response and the light blue sky ......
Time really hurried away with it?
That being the case, why do my pupil is still filled with a spring bloom, each flower you are having an affair?
Not a stroke you, I can only write to you on foot Long Short Sentence factors, like how far away you alone to listen to me, I listen to a shy astringent.
Qing Ji night is the night, rain is the condensation of rain, down a long time, I could not hear, could not bear to listen to Yudabajiao, joy will meet once people are turned into tears away. But, I still think about the past, thinking about the distance of a small inn warm pot of wine and a lover who sighs and crystal clear tears, pain and perseverance with.
Follow the tea, your shadow again uncertain, let me dream, complex dream.
Deep in the Night, Garden Light closed the door, unlatched, the rain gently sigh, such a roundabout way ......