Flower is for you
Flower! Really you me
Did you forgive me
Believe me I never want to
Your point is to sacrifice tears;
You do not want to be on your way to the rhythmike
The burning heat of Chaiti Rhodun
Love to make you happy
A well-intentioned heart might have been mine;
Maybe there was a dream of two eyes,
But ........
But what's so important about the definition of love
Can be enough subject matter ???
The world of reality is a tough ruthless blossom!
Maybe your emotions are filled with moody minds,
Everything will be easy to accept;
But .......
But in the ongoing conflict in the ongoing conflict
When the face of the account falls,
Then the soft heart of love,
The cracks will break like glass;
The dreams in the heart melted,
Tears flow
Flower! I love you for you
Maybe I can jump to the dustbin of destruction;
Red napkin can be tied to the eye of a knotted bull;
But .........
But I can not
You can not afford to suffer unnecessarily;
You can not bear your tears;
Could not be your sigh of silent trouble;
Maybe I do not want to give it
The assurance of false love to you.
Flower! Really you me
Did you forgive me
Believe me I never want to
Your point is to sacrifice tears;
You do not want to be on your way to the rhythmike
The burning heat of Chaiti Rhodun
Love to make you happy
A well-intentioned heart might have been mine;
Maybe there was a dream of two eyes,
But ........
But what's so important about the definition of love
Can be enough subject matter ???
The world of reality is a tough ruthless blossom!
Maybe your emotions are filled with moody minds,
Everything will be easy to accept;
But .......
But in the ongoing conflict in the ongoing conflict
When the face of the account falls,
Then the soft heart of love,
The cracks will break like glass;
The dreams in the heart melted,
Tears flow
Flower! I love you for you
Maybe I can jump to the dustbin of destruction;
Red napkin can be tied to the eye of a knotted bull;
But .........
But I can not
You can not afford to suffer unnecessarily;
You can not bear your tears;
Could not be your sigh of silent trouble;
Maybe I do not want to give it
The assurance of false love to you.
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