I am later poet, in a high wall Nutrilite Hong Kong  , see your slim figure walking in the wind, like a fly, LianBu together the wind, gauze stockings to touch the sweet wormwood, a spring, figure, familiar, like a dream for the thousands of baidu. Into the bushes, and passed the shadow of sunshine, behind a peach tree, gently laughed out loud. I'm a little trance, misty, I have been waiting for the eyes, some calm heart throb. Trance some again, I'll really drunk.
 
Smell the wall flowers, restless mind, had the excuse, slamming down the copper ring of communities. You appeared again, the makeup of a spring, fall into my eye. My eyes like a spilled into a ray of sunshine, the peach blossom, the wind light, cloud in shu dance Nutrilite Hong Kong , flowers in swaying, there you are, long fingers gently smiling, this is what I often dream away of the wind? You skillfully open ups and downs over the shoulder of a clove of peach blossom, spring is to move the position, asked me to sit down, tea gossip, the wind changed, some warmth, some sad, don't feel well.
 
I'm really drunk, a lot of talk in a dream Nutrilite Hong Kong , this spring. I am no longer a might poet, forget how lyrical. Left each petal falling dust flocculant's story, let the wind to lyric, must clearly mei mei, have replaced the years wind and frost. In addition to love, I can also what?
 
 
 
Know fate, why at the time of the initial planting the doomed to annihilate now lotus.