[sansei stone, you are my five hundred years of margin] People said, the past five hundred years of looking back, a shoulder rub only in exchange for this life. I don't know, you are my good friend, hundreds of years of back or shoulder rub? Fate, in the imperceptibly; love, in silence. That month, you carry half a roll of poetry in my eyes, I am a vigor into your heart; that day, you go all the way to my dream, a small umbrella Dimei smiling face. From then on, spring for the league, landscape as a mirror, you walked into my world, I entered your picture, love, cherish together. In the most beautiful time, meet a go, at the right time, met the edge of previous life, this is how happy and lucky? Dreams long, only a gorgeous flowers; love a smile, only to wait until the man his life to wait. Meet still, known as a mirror, from then on, the remotest corners of the globe, Banjun line, only margins are gentleman a review, make me think Jun Chao and sunset. [mortal procumbens, you are my scenery] with a smile worried about and dream Slender long tune sigh blue drop