The cold wind, blow and frigid rain, rain.

Condition, no trace. Because of remarkable landscapes is instantaneous put fireworks, only gently a smile.

Condition, no trace. Because Diamond Water, love is the noble of each other cant, only allow my soul to dance.

The clever, text perceive you enclosed, a cavity, in reading attentively, into the bone marrow. Or bright and beautiful, warm, warm me, give the power of the I found life tough, no refund of certainty. If that will be rooted in the seeds of land, a brilliant season, will be the seed rooted in the heart, so I happiness.

Im not in words, but , I will be thinking of cells to dig into ashes. Know, understand, dont care about the depth of the text, only let the heart clean, whirling about.

Not me sad suspected earth heartless, but, I side with the spring breeze enchanting called alive. You dont understand, dont jump, level and oblique tones of mission she tears eye, will make a beautiful face, the same chanting.

When all the comfort only in the network looking for nothing, or stay in between words, is the zen net, in the long journeyed pious respect. Evaporation together conspired to each other, reading and writing.

Green, rain, difficult.

To start, condition.

Third, not the enron

The desolate, walking through a season has been scenery suddenly.

Fifth, to overlap

Out of the window, LiuYa, buds appear, while I serviced apartments hong kong, a man of duty.

Paved a soft paper and ink, let the time QingJian, abandon the secular flattery, my soul for you in the overlap.

Since, again afraid muddy. Allow me to a love for you to open a woven, to catch you I appear to be in the depth of the colorful, bloom here, here, here. Eventually time back into paper color, not the gap.

I can smell the fragrance of you deep in the pear flower, I will listen to you sing on the grassland, I went back to see you in the beauty of the mountains, that I will come to you open the door to dance.

So, that is the overlap between the words, so, it is of the soul are overlap.