I wanted to fill you with the heart, The house is in another mind house. The temporal eruption is a disgusting country, Slowly dreaming thousands of rainbows is quite pretty. My words are in front of your

I am only for you In the morning of today, Gambling dream necklace Hershey's own hands Garland was the lamp of light Waking birds, Awake awake quietly Call me to you. Thinking the same Space, space, Only

We have small flowers of grass Head in the air, Do not wear cotton nor do not walk Do not tear the soft leaves. Just be happy to see and mind Smile with the sun How do we laugh and Dual head in the heart

Regular minds have a similar feeling. The happiness of the world, happiness, misery, happiness Avoiding oppression, full pleasure Full-heart cells Do not want your family happiness The smiling face of

After everything broke There is no demand, no desire, no desire Do not pull anything, I Just remember some of the memories, While not getting anything back, When you were with When you were beside me forgot

I don't know what is means love ??? Just know, this is a worrisome dream for you to dream about If you are looking for eyes, you will see an eye-catching look The ears are unsteady, when will you hear

He is not the person of love, Whom you know for a long time. Or …. Who came first in your life? Or ..... The one who was most concerned about you . He is the man of love, That will never leave you, That

Do not love me . Do not say love. Occasionally deep emotions My lips about Do not miss the two. Or night for me Waking birds Do not be there. Like everyone else Regarding compliance with routine Do not

Can you help me ? No Why? I do not help friends Please Sorry, I can not. Are you my friend Do you have any doubts? Have there. I have a doubt. Why? Because if you are my friend then? If you are thinking

What will be the poem? I think every day, alone Talk to myself, I ask myself What will be the poetry and write? I used to draw a fast refreshment in fasting food They were not satisfied, their heart was

Anonymously a fertile land He does not have a name in the clash of clay Repeatedly planting anonymously Weeds grow and die Dream crops bubbles are mixed with air Occasionally the land covers the chest

Spring Worship Maybe he does not have flowers, he's in the song Maybe the breathtaking birds will be bored The forest surrounds the yolk. Match up in the sky Yet, it is said to be in the verse, She is

Rain Huff I have been pleased with the rain within the rain these days How many days haven't been blessed rain? The time of year has dried up everything Wake up in life in nature Nevertheless I failed