I came just to say sorry, you don't understand how cute you are, I have to find you and tell you that you need you, to analyze you, no one in the world can solve you except me, your secrets, your problems, go back to the beginning, run to a silent barrier, it's not easy, you and I missed it, it's so difficult to meet, take me back to the beginning! That puzzle is just conjecture, calculating numbers, and scientific processes, bringing back to charm me. I'm listening to Coldplay of "The-Scientist".

So you see through the dark messengers coming down from under the horizon. Well, in fact, you can't distinguish between luck and misfortune, from the depths of pain to see the sea and sky in the light clouds and breeze, you like the ice and snow to represent your very lonely existence, from your heart to see the green color, and the field of love fire hidden behind your smile, I really have the ability to judge all things, whether you use your beauty to trick me into exchanging the soul of a hero for ecstasy. I'm listening to "Wish-You-Were-Here" by Pink-Floyd.

Ye Li sang the Yunnan minor tune briskly and happily, walking in the beautiful autumn, she said: "Moon! If you were my master's music emperor Tianjiao Long, how good it would be! The emperor of heaven who does not accept the red dust, the king of music. "Yeri hints at the Crazy Moon.

Walking in the mad moon, smiling slightly, disappreciating, Ye Li actually loves the music emperor Tianjiaolong, he knows, not jealous, love if you want to love, don't love if you don't love, the freedom of love, the generous mad moon doesn't care who likes whom, life is limited, his love is unbounded, and his love is endless.

Ye Li secretly kissed Mad Yue's cheek, and said sweetly: "Alas, you can't pretend to be jealous, hehe, I just love you like this." ”

Many good things, a beautiful world, just look at what you think in your heart, what you think is good is good, and bad is also what you think, in fact, a real person is a majestic life after all the vicissitudes of life.

Just like him and her in a stroll, slowly and slowly, there is no dispute with the world.

"The majestic man and a beauty who has gone through all the vicissitudes of life" Volume 65 of 100 and the soul (to be continued......)