No dust in open flowers.
And repeatedly hearing the same song the whistle.
Would like to hide between Castle Peak, and you do not want to see, do not miss.
Sunflower gradually wither the bottle, leaving the stars look.
Vamp and scholars continue to see two-pronged approach, laugh when a laugh. After the laughter is endless desolation.
Many things, not I do not say, but you will not understand, then to silence.
I wanted it so much more to see the sunflowers to bright.
I was too crazy jump, there are many sad farewells and no.
In fact, I am your life, then the less important one.
Earth every day in the rotation, while the dust, you could not spend another also opened to joy.
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