Tearsing laugh

My <;<;Miao>;>; When it appears on the cold screen, the clear tears fall on the palm of the hand, one drop, two drops...

The soft temperature warmed me, I laughed.

I am hiding behind the stranger, I feel the little cling and slenderness alone. I move the mouse and flash the elves that have crossed one after another.

Silently, the wonderful child feels very small and helpless. It is covered with black and black. There is no trace of wind. He walks alone in the narrow road. Wonderful hands, white gas' emerges from his mouth, counts nine winters. Very cold.

It seems to be a woman who walks alone in the rivers and lakes, no dependence, no help, no help. In the boundless, infinite, helpless wandering, what is her fate, back to have friends "smiles and rivers", or nowhere to escape, bright The blood and the last smirk on the face accompanied by tears ''''''

Far away, you are here, she greets you in the heart, Wan An.