Wait until the scenery is seen through
Wait until the scenery is seen through
In early morning, wake up in the long dream, see the figure that you are familiar with.
Thought, the illusion that it was the dream was still lasting
Until the nose smells that freshness of the nip in the air in burst of your faint tobacco flavor and outside the window.
I slightly show to open one's mouth slowly in the hair in disorder after your slender finger has shuttled back and forth, have woken up?
That kind similar to eyes of love distribute out from your eyes like the father, spoil getting red I whole face, spread to the neck even.
As you get along one year more than,to still nowadays can with you naturally in the face of, I think the incomparable I slow hot people in the world.
I shake hands with you, draw you warm that centre of the palm come, isn't it that, want late how many days can come back?
See you send a room of slight filtering wetly, guess you must come back at night, may be also like so usually as to go to the mountain stream equally.
As expected, you say, came back before dawn, was afraid of waking you up, went to take a walk on the mountain path nearby.
It has been raining all the time outside, the mountain path is not convenient for walking.
But you smile in silence.
Your smiling appearance always makes me in a trance, the relation between us of suspicion that sometimes can't help.
Been married for one year, I am never used to before people all the time and yours is very intimate.
Have picture only at this moment, in private space totally, dare with you soft of detailed words of language just, the ones that just dare to shake hands with your hand, to looking at.
How is the work?
The comfortable one spends your quiet day, don't worry about those trival matters of mine, I can deal with.
You are always like this, even when being more difficult, are unfolding the brow in front of me, you say the dispute outside shouldn't be brought into the family, have destroyed the quiet atmosphere. Turn round, you point to a pink small flower of bedside, like?
Along direction that you refer to, see that pair return area meet the eye on every side wet small flower of Italy, it thinks to be to drench getting ambiguous into rain,
Put under the fainting yellow of the bedside, the so dull one is pink feel pretty and coquettish too. Pick up a small one to take a sniff at on the nose, is fascinated by lightly and fragrantly by that burst of extremely quiet and tastefully laid out ones, the happiness flashes in the eyes out, eh, like. Adopt in the woods?
Eh, what has been seen them swagger along in the morning shivers with cold, adopt them all back and is raised at home.
I getting amusing of you, have with great concentration complexion spend thieves, looked for in the little rain of fresh breeze weakly early in the morning so originally, look at them like jewellery to love dearly and have pity for. They should express gratitude to you, make their life stop in beauty the most.
The persons who say are not be in the mood for, but make you uneasy. The moon, I have no intention of stopping their life, I only hope they are not decayed in the trials and hardship again, do you understand my compliment? I
Looking at so remarkable a man on the field of business, only because if my one sentence is not be in the mood for seem anxious, all the different kinds tenderness is welled up on the chest in the heart, the urgent one seals up the words he wants to talk next with hands. I know, it is not because of my appearance, not because of my life experience that you marry me, not even so-called gold dark to hide, spoil for one own selfish desire, you to can hope I happiness of life a bit, a little more happy.
The language that the ones that forgive me are not be in the mood for, I also have no intention and put oneself together with those small flowers, all is due to us each other too meticulously, take the other side too seriously. I always understand your compliment to me. Can need you like this, what regrets do I have? I deeply grateful Heaven let me and you meet, like, vouchsafe such an outstanding man I this piece ask the woman without worldly desires only. I ask when you weariness only, can unfold for you tired, Longjing tea of one pot early spring steep for you, one heartfelt wishes play for you, right away already enough.
Standing up slowly, walk up to floor doors and windows with you hand in hand, enjoy the tranquility of dripping rain outside silently. It is can getting quieter so get along as you,is it I happiness heavy most. I know, when the bell at 8 o'clock is beaten, you will go out again, and will come back next time, should look travel-stained, it also should be my sleeping night or early morning like now.
The speech that we needn't be too much, all of us have already passed by the youth of spending snowing night of wind, I only wish to accompany you to wait until together the scenery find out, see and do little by little without a break together flowershow
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In early morning, wake up in the long dream, see the figure that you are familiar with.
Thought, the illusion that it was the dream was still lasting
Until the nose smells that freshness of the nip in the air in burst of your faint tobacco flavor and outside the window.
I slightly show to open one's mouth slowly in the hair in disorder after your slender finger has shuttled back and forth, have woken up?
That kind similar to eyes of love distribute out from your eyes like the father, spoil getting red I whole face, spread to the neck even.
As you get along one year more than,to still nowadays can with you naturally in the face of, I think the incomparable I slow hot people in the world.
I shake hands with you, draw you warm that centre of the palm come, isn't it that, want late how many days can come back?
See you send a room of slight filtering wetly, guess you must come back at night, may be also like so usually as to go to the mountain stream equally.
As expected, you say, came back before dawn, was afraid of waking you up, went to take a walk on the mountain path nearby.
It has been raining all the time outside, the mountain path is not convenient for walking.
But you smile in silence.
Your smiling appearance always makes me in a trance, the relation between us of suspicion that sometimes can't help.
Been married for one year, I am never used to before people all the time and yours is very intimate.
Have picture only at this moment, in private space totally, dare with you soft of detailed words of language just, the ones that just dare to shake hands with your hand, to looking at.
How is the work?
The comfortable one spends your quiet day, don't worry about those trival matters of mine, I can deal with.
You are always like this, even when being more difficult, are unfolding the brow in front of me, you say the dispute outside shouldn't be brought into the family, have destroyed the quiet atmosphere. Turn round, you point to a pink small flower of bedside, like?
Along direction that you refer to, see that pair return area meet the eye on every side wet small flower of Italy, it thinks to be to drench getting ambiguous into rain,
Put under the fainting yellow of the bedside, the so dull one is pink feel pretty and coquettish too. Pick up a small one to take a sniff at on the nose, is fascinated by lightly and fragrantly by that burst of extremely quiet and tastefully laid out ones, the happiness flashes in the eyes out, eh, like. Adopt in the woods?
Eh, what has been seen them swagger along in the morning shivers with cold, adopt them all back and is raised at home.
I getting amusing of you, have with great concentration complexion spend thieves, looked for in the little rain of fresh breeze weakly early in the morning so originally, look at them like jewellery to love dearly and have pity for. They should express gratitude to you, make their life stop in beauty the most.
The persons who say are not be in the mood for, but make you uneasy. The moon, I have no intention of stopping their life, I only hope they are not decayed in the trials and hardship again, do you understand my compliment? I
Looking at so remarkable a man on the field of business, only because if my one sentence is not be in the mood for seem anxious, all the different kinds tenderness is welled up on the chest in the heart, the urgent one seals up the words he wants to talk next with hands. I know, it is not because of my appearance, not because of my life experience that you marry me, not even so-called gold dark to hide, spoil for one own selfish desire, you to can hope I happiness of life a bit, a little more happy.
The language that the ones that forgive me are not be in the mood for, I also have no intention and put oneself together with those small flowers, all is due to us each other too meticulously, take the other side too seriously. I always understand your compliment to me. Can need you like this, what regrets do I have? I deeply grateful Heaven let me and you meet, like, vouchsafe such an outstanding man I this piece ask the woman without worldly desires only. I ask when you weariness only, can unfold for you tired, Longjing tea of one pot early spring steep for you, one heartfelt wishes play for you, right away already enough.
Standing up slowly, walk up to floor doors and windows with you hand in hand, enjoy the tranquility of dripping rain outside silently. It is can getting quieter so get along as you,is it I happiness heavy most. I know, when the bell at 8 o'clock is beaten, you will go out again, and will come back next time, should look travel-stained, it also should be my sleeping night or early morning like now.
The speech that we needn't be too much, all of us have already passed by the youth of spending snowing night of wind, I only wish to accompany you to wait until together the scenery find out, see and do little by little without a break together flowershow
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