Thursday, February 17, 2011

Rain. Netherlands. Love

 Morning and push open the window, he could feel a burst of cool, wet roof outside the original gently to the rain before. Is this a cool, hot house blown away.
Watching drops of rain the sky landed on the water, the ripples of a circle, one after another charming Yuhua
I know, this is also my favorite rain rain came
lotus was the best, remember this poem is described lotus flowers rain down Ye Zicheng ship

Fuqu highly charged umbrellas blowing side
parked parked parked
another Lili and look at it all over the water like rain days
`quiet, Vast like the rain, like rain in the pure, like the rain lingering
noon, the rain, feel the rain under the umbrella
blowing gently raised her head looked at the sky clothes

despite rain In the face
long rain drenched not such a
umbrella
not cover the shoulders of two people, and loved ones and gently rain in accordance with
like the feeling of the body, but afraid to get wet clothes lover.
said with a smile all the way, but forget this side of the rain, forget this ground spray
suddenly remembered that the lotus lake, think of the way the rain
lotus Kingston straight, Durian

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