There is a woman sitting in the water with her arms crossed


Some things are just between you and me.
The tip of the water system scratches the fragile grass clippings. Interpret the lyrical separation. Hiding from idleness and crying. How many times I am lost and lonely. Amorous snuggling ruthless.Crying captive There is no emotional meaning. At that time, the rainy night is also cold to find the figure of chasing your dream. Laughing and playing in the floating clouds. Can't hear breathing. Hug tighter. Swear to each other again. Third Space: Our Secrets. Black and white are not in tune, and the dust falls. The strings are broken and sighs in love. There are no tears in the weeping. I can't find myself after thinking about everything. The next second, he bowed his head and continued in silence. Obsessed with which white horse boy. The look in the eyes tells that the present is too realistic. Empty and calm. When running water cuts through the fingers to sew gas. They all longed to wake up, but Cui couldn't figure it out. Cold palms. The flow pattern is confused and the third space is obsessed.。 --auto
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The tip of the water system scratches the fragile grass clippings.
Interpret the lyrical separation.
Hiding from idleness and crying.
How many times I am lost and lonely.
Amorous snuggling ruthless.Crying captive
There is no emotional meaning.
At that time, the rainy night is also cold to find the figure of chasing your dream.
Laughing and playing in the floating clouds.
Can't hear breathing.
Hug tighter.
Swear to each other again.
Third Space: Our Secrets.
Black and white are not in tune, and the dust falls.
The strings are broken and sighs in love.
There are no tears in the weeping.
I can't find myself after thinking about everything.
The next second, he bowed his head and continued in silence.
Obsessed with which white horse boy.
The look in the eyes tells that the present is too realistic.
Empty and calm.
When running water cuts through the fingers to sew gas.
They all longed to wake up, but Cui couldn't figure it out.
Cold palms.
The flow pattern is confused and the third space is obsessed.。 --auto
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