Preface:
Angel swing wings, looking down the desire of the city - the city is going to ruin?
When will it be difficult? Desire flow, or because of love, but can not help looking back?
Turn around and turn to salt column.
Go, go, we know that love heartily, should continue to move forward, but we always can not help but to turn back.
The road of love, is often a thorny road, love the river, we thirst for love, but do not stop drowning drift.
Love is colder than death, love is the most gorgeous and warm clothes of lovers.
Love and desire has been rehearsed countless forms of illusion, love and desire are talking about writing numerous times, perhaps, we don't need to describe it, but to feel it.
The city of travel, with all kinds of color, shot himself, a contrast of self staring
The angel sighed and shook his head, and the angel was deeply moved by the man who loved him.
Angel swing wings, looking down the desire of the city - the city is going to ruin?
When will it be difficult? Desire flow, or because of love, but can not help looking back?
Turn around and turn to salt column.
Go, go, we know that love heartily, should continue to move forward, but we always can not help but to turn back.
The road of love, is often a thorny road, love the river, we thirst for love, but do not stop drowning drift.
Love is colder than death, love is the most gorgeous and warm clothes of lovers.
Love and desire has been rehearsed countless forms of illusion, love and desire are talking about writing numerous times, perhaps, we don't need to describe it, but to feel it.
The city of travel, with all kinds of color, shot himself, a contrast of self staring
The angel sighed and shook his head, and the angel was deeply moved by the man who loved him.
