At this moment, remember you, mine is dear, I am no longer so sad. I remember I say that piece that leave than that piece that leave, take, bear more miss. I have said too, that one given up voluntarily, should bear more responsibility. Then as leaving, the party given up voluntarily, are you more unwell than I?
I am " unwilling " to hear, remember we part company with each other after singing this song. Since " unwilling " ,Why part? The ones that wrote in the lyrics are clear, because time can not go back.
I have said too, the disappearance of love or friendship, has not only stretched out hands alone, the person that another one stretches out hands early has not gone down but regain hands,etc.. I think I will certainly whether that piece does not stretch out people of hand in time, it is that piece that stretch, set about, wait for people that you stretch out one's hand again straight later also. There are not two pieces of love that people make joint efforts that are destined to be fragile, though there were all once far too much we for devotion of this section of love, it's a pity the destiny makes fool of the people, due to all sorts of accidental mishaps, our love never sets foot on the same bus. I slow and hot, feel know, behind me, until you dust, blow, wake up in cold wind. My dear, can you be at a station of mines such as the front,etc.?
My dear, have those days when you led me, really so happy. Yes, have you I to can pass well too, have other people come, love I. However, there is only once to have no love of the flaw purely when being young, the era of the university has gone for ever. I have not had time to waste time, the time of roaming leisurely. Even sunshine of lawn in the afternoon, unable a complete one belong to me.
I am unwilling, I am really unwilling, why must I grow up? I want to spread once again delicately more, the impassioned and more forceful one cries. Where are you? Why you should throw me this stretch of barren mountains and unruly rivers alone, let me together from morning to night with a herd of butchers who look like the pig? Did you really think the work which seem honourable could make me satisfied? Are you really willing to?
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