Part one: cut colored silk for some time, so happy hearts bright meteor light night light show to remember brocade, with a mind to cut it, cut some beautiful silk, so that memories stay, stay, let the good swim in the minds wander.When the red scarf fluttering in the chest for the first time, I was filled with the message of hope Jin Lei.I was one-half of the new members of the class, I am drunk.I am proud of the girls in the class convinced of; I am a teacher smiling eyes renli lovely actress; I was flashing a knowing smile on the parents’ vision; I was cross with neighbors and friends mouth praise The goal.I grew up the pace of childhood accompanied by laughter.  When cardamom rings on the stage of life a rotating happy, I am the brightest blue brocade tis.Not to mention the wisdom of Superman, has often been impressed by his own mind has no intention of coming out small Emmanuel.Remember high school that summer, it was a Sunday afternoon, just out of the house, I saw the back of three or four meters in front of the local movement, it was not my good friend it welcomes winter?”chase!”The idea in my mind flashed immediately, without thinking I ran crying out her name: ‘Dong Xin – Dong Yan – Yan Dong.’Now that I think my speed is not as though Lewis, it can be said ear wind, the fast speeding.Shouted all the way to a friend’s name running all the way, useless a few minutes came to her side.I was ready to come to a screeching halt, glancing intently, silly, she is not my friend, I do not know other people.This time, I was immediately embarrassed the shy mood called haunted face certain red with shame, or how I feel hot hot face of it quickly into flames?Fortunately, the man did not find anything, but fortunately the girl and prompt response, no income stopped and ran forward to continue.Continue ran shouting: “Dong Yan – Yan Dong – Dong Xin.”Just a faster pace, the sound is smaller.It is a turn just in front of the boundary.I quickly ran into the side road, a steady stable of tension, I was amused own behavior, of course, is secretly stick your smile.I have cleverness saved the embarrassment I caused due to reckless almost.Now think about it for themselves but also for yourself, vertical.Oh, sorry ah!  When the pace of youth in the years of arduous river journey, I was on the elegant tree Jin Lin.Not reckless, not to show off.It exudes a faint fragrance, a touch of romance writing.Sunset in autumn, pick your favorite arnica, aloe, into the long-necked vase of yellow book, put a few flowers on the corner bookstore.In the elegance of the lodge overflowing countryside, tea ink, impressionistic poetry, really nice!Lu slightly cold autumn night light, moonlight water.I hesitate hesitating in the next month alone, wandering in the hospital flower filled lake.Smell the flowers and enjoy the moonlight, listening to the happiness of singing insects.Fatigue disappeared one day, the hearts of pressure release.Romantic and comfortable, leisurely.  When mature replaced the ignorant, when elegant covered reckless, I was on cloud elegant piece of brocade.Seeking is a true romantic, a quiet and elegant.  The article was not like empty rhetoric as a pile of life – got a surface luster but no trace of the heart; only willing to dull life was like at the foot of open flowers – fresh and elegant plume of fragrance.  The memory of that colorful brocade, heart happy clouds.The wind blowing you all over the ends of the earth, the seeds of happiness passed spraying.  Quiet night, and monthly child quietly whisper.Whether or not that happy time is in your mind flowing?    Part II: cut some time, the memories of the past hold hug breeze, clouds of wind into a butterfly.Flower has been late confession, wandering wild reed pipe – Inscription ancient wind, blowing weak weak.It disperse the past, it punctured memory, it is blown to the distance.  Often read to blossom, afraid of the origin edge off, our story confirms this sentence.Tragedy finish the story, a past fall, the happiness has been cracked, always unable to return period of innocence, that season, no secret of time.Life, it is so helpless, a meteor across the night sky, is unable to retain those precious and short, but did not dare look back road parting of the past.  Intention to sing, what to sing?Chilling sound of singing, epic about love, nothing to do with me.When the romantic, with tears sigh, sigh what?Sigh and cry tactful, history books about the love affair, are not touch me.What is to eliminate inner struggle.Past those bits and pieces, bits and pieces of my life are shallow sing.Collection but difficult to hide sadness, but lost tryin.  Incomplete fills with memories of happiness, with the past to make up for the emptiness inside, with my hot heart, cherish the memory of that dead love, bringing back memories of that year, bridges, Boats, burning feelings spread the sky, has become a color screen, dusk your love at how crystal clear is that the distance you have given me enough affection, at this moment, I want to let myself become as dust in the universe, outside the Milky Way.Scattered in unknown, no mention shady, not the existence of life, and only if that heart, thump thump of micro ring, micro-light, what is this phenomenon, only to discover it was to be put out.Nightlife net perhaps a past life I owe to you, that you can not wait five hundred times Looking back, hurried away, or that we have scattered fate, settled.You’re just passing in my life, laughter also with a sad, empty dream moment already bear in mind that we handle with a dream to wander, laugh long, only envy the duck does not envy cents.Let me review a highly realistic love, if I moved because of you, it is because I do not consider the past pain, just as in the past and a serene collection.  To sit, and having a few wine and tea, and drink for months, ever tempting lingering, and brothels pastime, ultimately portray themselves with grief, with clouds carving your appearance, even to get back to the past, never get back to the original.Original share of simple.Wine drunk in your dream dissipated face, but forget you, easier said than done?You are my life croon the songs, an unforgettable emotional drama, chatter sad fairy tale, forget you, it is better to forget myself.  In the heart moonlight rippling, rippled thoughts, mind emerges out of the broken face, afraid to reach out and touch, afraid to touch on the broken, it is sufficient to recall, not Shexiang too much, always to long for clouds painted, written in the wind, he said to moon.Maybe when love is gone soon, I wonder if you are not also hidden after makeup Zhang cry face.Every time I was thinking, whether the love and sorrow are hung on the wall exhibition and sale.Can the past years and are kept in the room, a pair of duck embroidered.He smiled and laughed, thinking that love can last forever, since then, no longer afraid and ignorant sparse mad.  Want beauty, how much the Red monopoly and smoke, his thoughts wander, you want to look up to wear.I had the heart to the moon, but the moon shines on the ditch.From then on, your love like a budding.Since then, although nine dead flowers have never regretted their old.Its each other, than forget themselves in rivers and lakes.From then on, you are in the horizon, then, love in the corner.Pine end is not wide, to eliminate the Iraqi people languish.From then on, if you well, then, I would be sunny evening star places little, sad cavity enveloped the entire sky, sincere simple walk in the clouds, a step fragrance, ignorant meddle youth, embarrassed by one and a gentle.Butterflies have in the past, the wind is also very touching.This life, knows no boundaries.Study on three past drunk, in the distant open.Mellow years, playing a guzheng solo Huafa Early.Feel then, tears the flick, the pain put aside, the cover depressed, as promised hide Wife, shallow v past, affectionate wandering, and finally to make home wandering.    Part three: cut some time, the memories of the past hold hug breeze, clouds of wind into a butterfly.Flower has been late confession, wandering wild reed pipe – Inscription ancient wind, blowing weak weak.It disperse the past, it punctured memory, it is blown to the distance.  Often read to blossom, afraid of the origin edge off, our story confirms this sentence.Tragedy finish the story, a past fall, the happiness has been cracked, always unable to return period of innocence, that season, no secret of time.Life, it is so helpless, a meteor across the night sky, is unable to retain those precious and short, but did not dare look back road parting of the past.  Intention to sing, what to sing?Chilling sound of singing, epic about love, nothing to do with me.When the romantic, with tears sigh, sigh what?Sigh and cry tactful, history books about the love affair, are not touch me.What is to eliminate inner struggle.Past those bits and pieces, bits and pieces of my life are shallow sing.Collection but difficult to hide sadness, but lost tryin.  Incomplete fills with memories of happiness, with the past to make up for the emptiness inside, with my hot heart, cherish the memory of that dead love, bringing back memories of that year, bridges, Boats, burning feelings spread the sky, has become a color screen, dusk your love at how crystal clear is that the distance you have given me enough affection, at this moment, I want to let myself become as dust in the universe, outside the Milky Way.Scattered in unknown, no mention shady, not the existence of life, and only if that heart, thump thump of micro ring, micro-light, what is this phenomenon, only to discover it was to be put out.  Perhaps previous life I owe to you, that you can not wait five hundred times Looking back, hurried away, or that we have scattered fate, settled.You’re just passing in my life, laughter also with a sad, empty dream moment already bear in mind that we handle with a dream to wander, laugh long, only envy the duck does not envy cents.Let me review a highly realistic love, if I moved because of you, it is because I do not consider the past pain, just as in the past and a serene collection.  To sit, and having a few wine and tea, and drink for months, ever tempting lingering, and brothels pastime, ultimately portray themselves with grief, with clouds carving your appearance, even to get back to the past, never get back to the original.Original share of simple.Wine drunk in your dream dissipated face, but forget you, easier said than done?You are my life croon the songs, an unforgettable emotional drama, chatter sad fairy tale, forget you, it is better to forget myself.  In the heart moonlight rippling, rippled thoughts, mind emerges out of the broken face, afraid to reach out and touch, afraid to touch on the broken, it is sufficient to recall, not Shexiang too much, always to long for clouds painted, written in the wind, he said to moon.Maybe when love is gone soon, I wonder if you are not also hidden after makeup Zhang cry face.Every time I was thinking, whether the love and sorrow are hung on the wall exhibition and sale.Can the past years and are kept in the room, a pair of duck embroidered.He smiled and laughed, thinking that love can last forever, since then, no longer afraid and ignorant sparse mad.  Want beauty, how much the Red monopoly and smoke, his thoughts wander, you want to look up to wear.I had the heart to the moon, but the moon shines on the ditch.From then on, your love like a budding.Since then, although nine dead flowers have never regretted their old.Its each other, than forget themselves in rivers and lakes.From then on, you are in the horizon, then, love in the corner.Pine end is not wide, to eliminate the Iraqi people languish.From then on, if you well, then, I would be sunny evening star places little, sad cavity enveloped the entire sky, sincere simple walk in the clouds, a step fragrance, ignorant meddle youth, embarrassed by one and a gentle.Butterflies have in the past, the wind is also very touching.This life, knows no boundaries.Study on three past drunk, in the distant open.Mellow years, playing a guzheng solo Huafa Early.Feel then, tears the flick, the pain put aside, the cover depressed, as promised hide Wife, shallow v past, affectionate wandering, and finally to make home wandering.    Part Four: cut some time, Xu Yi section of light summer fragrance, gardenia open, rose flowers, life flashy, superficial, and deep Jian Jia, three thousand falling, clear film flow ripple, Ian quiet hid in a green pond , clothing moonlight Hua Sang, surplus to the dew clear, only bloom once a portrait of King, King and just wait for the surprise pick!  Has also remember thousands of years ago, Iraq was a clear summer as the Netherlands, dressed in clean clothes Iraq moonlight makeup, flowers are alone in the fight Yan, quietly opened in the patch of the pond, to uphold the drove his youth.  Jun Pathetic dressed in white, walked slowly before Hawthorn, Lotus faint drifting king when I look back, turned around, gazing, Iraq sweet smile hundred pro-ridden, laughed off the loneliness that the lovely pool!  Portrait, flowers, flash, love, such as aperture blink, got it from that moment on, wait for it from that moment!  Iraq is king years ago lost lotus seeds, accidentally fell into the mortal world, only flowers but also the king smile!Past marriage, doomed to endless obsession wait to use this life, the king had to repay the expectations of some affinity Review!  But it is “also jun Pearl double tear down, never married when we’d meet.”!  Jun promises “the highest power Zhang Xiangyi, hold your hand and wipe the old, the afterlife and death”, Iraqi portrait “ends of the earth forever hand in hand, Juanqimei Bingdi Qinglian afterlife go hand in hand.”!  Jun was love, love turning back, Iraq was love, love Ming heart vector bone!  Jun said, “wait”, Iraq will wait, no regrets!  Two fleeting glimpse of the beautiful dream of a lifetime in Iraq as time passed, the Millennium, flowers, goes down, if the song, if the dream, years mottled in Iraq falling standing figure of Qinglian shape if slightly curl waves in the pond, the bulk Hawthorn opened sadness!  Yi Dai eyebrow moon, a face crimson, build a cloud of hair, eat only a little in the lotus pond, a Duo Weiwei falling light twist, dance Lian Lian, then do not pursue past lives, never go to explore whether your thoughts there are lotus!  There is a bloom, bud bloom could not see her, but they can hear her over the years goes by in faint sigh; there is a true love, see her enchanting beauty, but they can chew her life poison fragrance!  When the dust settles, duck pay no strength, no Bingdi flowers, but Iraq still face changed and fat jade skin, hair like a fountain of youth, who, blue sky Death, if love, only Changxiangyi, Why can only laugh when the couple crying Iraq?  If life is like wine, the king is the pain after Iraq hangover; if cold if the Red dream, the dream of Iraq is king, the most sad in this world, only King and Iraq interpretation of a person’s heart-breaking!  When the pear petals falling, Iraq know, Jun love only fleeting beauty, and Iraq is paid for long lifetimes!  When the smoke curl rises, Iraq learned that the king had forgotten held hands oath, and Iraq can not forget the beauty of fleeting glance!  Gean fleeting, the king suddenly turned around, crushed all the memories, all pulled on Jun Iraqi smiling drink edge, falling in the next cycle!  Three for love to bloom in the lotus pond and poison bloom season, elegant fragrance, whitish face, blowing gently in the breeze, life in Iraq, the United States and most of the net moments, love sashay, a fragrance that pool of charge Fragrant!  Yi Momo blooming peerless face, the fragrant season, residual fall season, year after year the monarch walked pond, just spend the king had forgotten the vow!  Annual flowers, flowers year after year, year after year, is boundless Spring wall, the wall is Yuanyang watt cold cold lips and teeth.Iraq waited in vain for the missing year, after year!  Time flies, a flash and a year off the pear, flowers cold as ever before Yu-chieh, who pity?The roots are not old people thin air, who unfortunately?I do not think about, hard to forget, wistful air!  Wait a few degrees desolate, Iraq exhausting flourishing youth, the ultimate glamorous bloom.A few degrees away from the situation obsession, Jun shadow brush wear Lane, disappeared in the corner of the pond, Iraq sudden heartbreak all over the floor, the walls still Shuanghua desolate, cold heavy, the wall is still swaying Zhu Ying, peach crimson!  If this life is just so short, if the world just such a long long time, if all the vows are lies, why had vowed, Iraq no longer supercilious.  Qingchou heart and turns, eventually condensed into a life that touch of soulful love, for love bloom lotus pond to poison, but in the end can not wait for the return date, the original king life in Iraq just half Que beautiful word!  Looking back, love is no longer in the dim light, trance remember the king had promised Iraq “Meet ages, held hands,” Iraq has promise Monarch “flowers Bingdi never separate.”.But since yesterday Fangfei passed, things already, people have non persevering goes in cycles east, flowers and fall, silent flowers, flowers also silent, who can cut some time, some fragrant Xu Yi?