Between boredom,
Supras, recently hooked on verse.
the left is the original poem,
Women's Supra Skytop II, the right is the menial sentence.
Listening with an open mind and the educations of the comments from all sides.
you are fishing fisherman ; you are the sky clouds
I was a No body of the fish tail ; I lost a sunny star
willing on your nail vowed apt emulate you,
Supra Cruizer Shoes, I'm pregnant
boat floating leaf ; ; I Yuehua a seat alongside you do no gush
; ; you have indulge the afterglow of the setting sun a thousand miles
chilly idle sun brights aboard the lake quietly on the windowsill
scattered all will depart me beautiful reverberation to hide his lonesome heart rhythm
Fisherman's singing all the path put away the satisfaction of clouds Lianbuqingyi
the net The beginning of the wings and a leisurely twilight joy riding
homing Enron facing the rainbow streaming
Wizard flying in the sky ; the land between the mountains
Zhuo arrogant moment as to paint a pretty arc meteor I still adore the smoke steaming smog sleet tip
Rao rubbing elbows with me awaythe class of scattered open to the
your eyes are deep lake ; your Yu Zhi ; is divine ice
my eyes downcast ; I met with
center has long been addicted mind go already trapped between the Cold Water
nightmare and you were my distinctive scenery lake ; so I have a wonderland of lakes
your poem and I still was nothing ; merely you have yet colorful