Life as poem, Death beyond water!
To Live, It means to be sick of a long time.
丽江,我们就此别离 阳光色的眸子在人群熙攘 我们就此遗忘,遗忘 垂柳和阳光的日子随着流水远去
艳遇一样地忧伤 相遇在远方,转身别离