Listening

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The gloomy could outside the window shone my new house, the sadness stop me from missing your dreamy tender. The light isn't open,it's feeling very sweet in dark world, Who's shown your soft voice ? There are too many love stories, i have no courage to speak of those beautiful past we'd passed off. I start over, and listen those unhappy mood like the snow in the sky dropped, now where do you get over? i start review, and listen those too beautiful melody, like the lonely north wind pursue. How do you do at now?my baby. i crushed the pain and stray on tour, bitter yearning went through a few centuries, and finally became the secret of happiness. I open the Plum-blossom papers , and drink a cup of lovesickness. Listening to distant love sing our immortal temptation. when the plum blossoms and snow fall on the grove, the past of passionate love who were listening? our sad memory like the mist was disappearing.