cococo

I heard the words of whose like the river of my dream. I saw the steps of whose cover with his eyes of leaving. But I don’t understand why can you abide the wind and sand describe your look, it really like the gone world ever had your name and my voice. The sad songs was always waking in my dream, and tell me the past truth that was sad. The careless eyes were blown by the wind. But I don’t understand why I can’t forget your look, if the late decision of our lives already wrote your smile and my heart.我看不懂啊！

fangjing

Cococo of ontario: your post is like a poem no body understand but i know. you need to read some book about budahism and you will understans every thing.