A smoke coloured glaze, is the rain, the time became sad and quiet. The sound of wind, graceful, gently moving. It rained very touching, gentle There is no such a rule!, street before the Indus, listening to the rain light hypocritical. Door and window glass, rain echo, for a long time, for a long time, like the fine time.jessicamei

The days without an umbrella, the world simply only a monologue. In a blossom tree, counting down the curtain falling cycle with a season season. Ford over time, walk on the mossy memories, April days of rain, with full of cherry tears, past dusty memory dream. An elegant and lingering melody, at the end of spring of falling scattered wet, rambling time, falling to the mood, float wet memories.

The light gray rain silence, sky city, wet memories of April, days of rain, full of pure and beautiful, very clean. Don't want to miss today, Du Huan depths, ears filled with light tone, a word or two, long aftertaste bear wandering, not assuming time will have what kind of separation, gently counting long time, Mo flowers and fragrance. Whispering wind month long, a curtain of rain, I stand alone. April rain, come to, I gently moving, more walk more far, no road, no purpose.jessicamei

The corners of the mouth a smile, the rain in April, starting from the past the initial acquaintance in parting. It seems love has many deep memories, go all lengths, the rain smile, the past has not up, tangled acquaintance, Xiangzhi, time cool thin, had just fate. Even if goodbye period, it is only time staggered, dream time, long life, and the tenderness and commitment, vaguely at Tianya lonely.

Return waiting Qingning, whether can wander to reach warm? Close your eyes, breathe deeply, four days of rain, quietly settled. I heard the sound of missing, the reluctant parting tender, missing tears, round about, wandering the fate of the river, the depths of red dust meet you, fall in the years of heavy. Finally, I let go of that last bit of gentle.jessicamei=快樂過每一天

Rain on the ground, the cool air in pain, line of sight gradually blurred, forget, perhaps, is the best outcome.

Lower the head, the breakdown of the vicissitudes of life, April in the rain, the flowers fall spring soil, accumulation of feelings a pool of water, light water thrown the beauty of perception. Sound of rain falling love canopies, wet dust. So, this world April day, fall into the most lonely back and forth, the evening fireworks rain, pear tears, watch hands evanescent fleeting, spring rain, bloom the most lonely posture, smile so naive, so quiet to thin. Affectionate with endless, and in April I sat in the landscape, listening to music, write text.sarahyy

I stand in the same place out of the window, the trivialization of leisure time, the April flower has fallen. The time is long, rainy season, April days in the world, so gently spend spend. Rain, unexpected, large tracts of slip on the eyelashes, shoulders, very clean, very fine. Loose walking wounded, a rainy night, very dark, very quiet, I saw that cool thin time, loose thin time, April rain, wet April days in the world.

In April, this time. Standing in the rain, a man quietly listening, dream of the color, is the season of April in the world garden spring, many flowers had fall. Dripping eaves, moonlight sprinkles the full skirts, think of whispering sigh. Quiet and seclusion, choose the simple happiness, a word, a poem, bit by bit, fall on my heart, beautiful dream, in the wind, falling in the rain. The world in April day, falling rain, wet sigh.這就是生活