I still love of clean white things, love the snow, snow white and pure love. I think, this world, this vast nature, the most pure, elegant show, is fluttering snow. That piece of the white snow, if light felop worry, worry no worry, no sorrow or pain, the interpretation of the world a light dust-proof aestheticism. I'm in a pure world, feel the time with the faint aroma. Trembling scenery that fresh cool, so chord in my heart. Hang up and around the concept of crystal, trace residual warm Qinru heart eyes; thoughts, far away a thousand li, Ying Ying, have you accompany time.preamp

The snow of the time, meet a Su Wan like flowers, meet the season of beauty, meet you. And you said, I am the most beautiful scenery on your heart, forever fixed in the flying snowflakes in the winter. But you forget, that day, my eyes have poured out tears, frozen memory only keep warm. The snow with Mei red incense, into a delicate fine flowers, pick a flower on the memory of the paper zagreb. When the time flow back, the condensation of beautiful, melting in the review of the moment, every season of flowering, give birth to Ying Ying so touched, and snow, is the most beautiful season of flourishing flowers.

That year, time of the cold thin period, especially a chill. You said, I'll do you the most beautiful bride, the ice I hid your warm bosom; in a snowing day, I wore the white clothes, snow white world, gently hold my hand, to days for the screen, for blanket, invited snow as for me, a world of the most grand, romantic wedding. For the oath taking, the fragrant snow heart and heart, accept the most holy, solemn baptism. Every breath, all is pure, touched; each eye, is a gentle, relaxed. At that moment the warm dream, forever in the heart baking warm, years do not have cooling Dream beauty pro.

That I leave the ferry, has been drifting snow. Your sadness in fundus overflow into the deep blue lake. For so many years, you, never leave, with a dedicated heart, build a strong snow fort; you held by abide by the agreement, to the snow plum attitude, resolutely stood above the snow castle gates. Shear constant sorrow of parting, cream white your hair on the temples, oblique wind drizzle each season, the vicissitudes of life with your face, just as a shallow relying on you:,,, life alone. You said, although I am far away thousands of miles, but the most recent love is still me. Long years, you mountains multiply and streams double back, you Tianshan Twilight snow; across the snow, I saw, the endless waiting, you still handsome and gentle.

I looked for you to stay, because you become soft and warm. Heart scenic, winding river stretches, Qing month, twilight snow picturesque. Many times, I felt poetry for your heart, quietly toward the far away place of you, write down the gentle love of winter, the snow feeling lonely, pouring distant nostalgia, just, I never told you. There is a miss, life is moving, but only to miss and moved. Not about to seemingly every season snow like, like light and beauty, but see snow mood has been, no overlap, can only review. So, follow the ways of memory, pick up time was kiss of fragrance, carefully hidden in the years that feelings.Matters needing attention in the use of plastic zone