Between hair and white hair, who lives in the castle?
Getting married is like sitting in a cell.
Dial after dial. That year was talked about.
We believe everything you said is true.
You never tell the happiness and happiness in the world easily.
It's like another dynasty. Your court model
In the courtyard of socialism, it is simple because of ugliness.
This peace of mind is surrounded by firewood piles in all directions.
You're right. Your fingers are far away. You're talking nonsense.
Mom, forgive me. The parents you mentioned are short-lived.
Distant but true. I'm at the end of the hospital corridor
Trying to bury the tears in my eyes with soot