Autumn falls red takes up the hearts of tens
Like as the wind dancing trees will never make love in your soft warm arms are no longer in the end the prodigal, by your hand gently ask me thin pigment on every inch of your skin every vicissitudes, let your true love, warm my sentimental heart!
Chang hen quiet far mountain air, unlike atrial Qing.
Autumn falls red, takes up the hearts of tens of thousands of weight!
Spring to fictitious free find, sleep dream harder to wake up.
Around Tower thousands of Breeze-turn dances, still in love with her unrequited love!
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