One day you will find that I am not a substitute.
Your love is a big umbrella, giving me the most beautiful clear sky.
Why it is so easy to save the earth, why it is helpless, I and your love.
You are the fate of Russia, not you still talk about the fate.
I don"t know where the flowers fall, I only know that you told me to wait for you there.
You can not be the master of the state of mind, and you will inevitably become a slave to your emotions.
I want to give the people I love to cherish my power, which is so sad.
What you love most may not be suitable for each other. Love is to let each other do yourself.
The yearning for the overflowing, the missing person will not know.
Love is like a hand lotion, because the hands are dirty.
It"s good to do it again. You really love it.
To choose the road, and then lonely, also to leave a beautiful footsteps.
Use your mouth to explain happiness, to soothe the wound with your hands, and to feel the happiness with your heart.
It turns out that the world of love is very big, so much happiness is still empty.
Slowly I found that, too care about a person is often hurt yourself.
Silence is the symbol of growth, and the sign of maturity is how to silence.
It is because you are not good, so you have to stay with you and give you happiness.
When the cherry blossoms fall, the cherry blossoms are no longer the one we used to be.
It"s not the feeling of love that makes me happy, but the feeling of falling in love with you makes me happy.
I can"t help laughing when I like you to explain.
The butterfly is so beautiful that the final flight is no more than the vows of the sea.
Originally I in your heart is just a puppet, I see you.
Love is just a kind of memory, I pick up the lost love, in the beautiful country for love quietly waiting for.
You go, I will not send you, you come, no matter how heavy the wind and heavy rain, I will go to pick you up.
I"ll be hurt too, so please don"t think so much about me.
I hope it"s raining, I"m the one who rained with you, though you don"t know me.