Small floor one night listening to rain shenxiang sold

"Small floor one night listening to rain, shenxiang sold Heng Fa Chuen Ming dynasty. Oblique short paper free grass, clear Windows plays fine milk tea. "Rain brought a fragrance of apricot, wet clothes feet. Down a wet field trail, delayed walking, a hero so look, and smelling. Roadside rain on the green grass that shook his head, adjacent to the Heng Fa Chuen Yang-face smile, youbude you're not intoxicated. No one would bring an umbrella with a wet blanket, a look at the wash powder fragrance of apricot nectar, poet's heart has been wet.Standing on water loom, looked up, villages, Guo round off a Clean Sky; see Banner of wine shop and out of it, hands a cup of warm tea, light green tea sailed through, glass of water vapor plume out along, nose around Waterside atmosphere.

One breath long calls, standing next to the chic little bridge in South, rain was inextricably linked to lingering, dense the smoke into a pleasant pair of ink painting. Raindrops on the tiles, dropping in on a Lotus leaf, dropped into the poet missing at sea, splashing my sense of yearning. Listening but rain plantain sound, oh is it!

Heavy rain curtain of mist around me, all of a sudden, rainy appears before us. But, LILACS is too far away, rainy empty.

I got to go out and small old lane, blue slate, violet lilac each left a dream in  the World Of Warcraft Gold