The thrill of little distant bell,
slim ring in the sky,
then fall hh
it is the Bridge of Sigh,
spirits day and night singing hh
Bridge of Sigh, Bangladesh po yo hh
to those who reach for all kinds of soup,
are callous, and there is peace, there is grim, there is fear hh
half-hearted, slightly unsteadily hh
soup side drained,
after all, no one escaped the off,
after all, a little drink a lot, a little more than hh
Meng Po lengthy side bowl of soup, soup hh
Meng Po received a lengthy pre-existence, no matter how deep love < br> walking in this is also athletic, walking steadily, will not mess hh
calm as a mirror, heart sank like a stone bridge here, knowing about the silent hh
hh
as disheartened, lost passed away Memory hh
bridge side of sorrow and choke days hh
as heart, forget this world Chanchanmianmian
afterlife, again later side to claim, and the light which looked down smile hh
soup, a pot of soup hh
general added blindly called forgotten because the sauce, also arrived in the mountain that once had the memory League
One boat ran aground hh
Aomi Li
storms have occasionally felt in the skies hh
life has never done a lot of familiar things
hh
but nothing really rock inalienable ,
the world's most brutal thing is to wait hh
wait a lifetime to wait until the first of the old hh
to open
Epiphyllum landscape seen through
drank until the moment Mengpo Tang,
No tears and swallowing hh
this life, led by his hand,
love to firmly, firmly in the * near
not lost in a big crowd each other
or hh < br> You are you, I am me, owe each other, the rush of happiness hh
met even if the dreams do not say hello,
smiled, and then rub shoulders too
or let my life have for you,
or we do not always meet hh
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