Is it dawn or dusk?
Ask where? I just feel that there are a few white roses mixed in the world of flowers.
There she is. She came down from the mountain and dressed up as.
Holding a big bunch of flowers in his hand.
I said, "Come and give you a white rose to pin it on your lapel." She said something with a smile, but she just wouldn't listen.
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However, it seems that I didn't pick her, and I didn't go forward with flowers.
Looking up at the road she walked, I saw flowers on both sides, flowers hanging down and flowers falling down.
I think white flowers are better than red flowers, but why don't I pick them and she doesn't wear them?
Where is the road ahead? Why not follow her?
It's all over. Flowers hide and dreams wake up.
How to choose the road ahead, never wear it.
There is a kite and a little wind on the white ground.
It doesn't make any sense-
Get up and fly tighter and tighter, but there is still no wind.
Looking up ahead, stands a gv 10.
A goddess stood solemnly on the top of the ice mountain.
Eyes can't see clearly, clothes can't see clearly, only one thing.
One hand holding a kite, one finger pointing to the sky-
The sky is a network of stars scattered like beads-
When I turned around, I was surprised to find the trees shining on the cool steps of the western hills.
The children shot at the grass.
This is the round light on her top turning into bright light.
Is it true?/You don't say. Is it a dream? I only remember deeply:
This is an iceberg, a goddess, pointing to the sky—
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