the stray Laji, Liuniansishui, breeze edges, belongs to the past autumn.
perhaps,Tieguanyin, tired of a patch of sky autumn always deep gray, Pan can not afford a trace of blue. Perhaps, those thoughts in my inside any loitering.
, just a cup of tea, accompanied for a beautiful melody, is one of the autumn night. Quietly waited in the windowsill, bathed in soft moonlight, the vast expanse of the starry sky,Oolong Tea, the longing of my thoughts away.
Sometimes, just one person with the text give vent to their grief. Those distant events, those old yellowed and occasionally broke into the mind appears in the text of the pen.
Should a touching song, then Kiyoaki must be those deep melody, pale and Qing solo which I miss.
alone read autumn cool and hanging out in the quiet woods, maple leaves swaying in the wind, the memories of the stain. Perhaps autumn in the poet's eyes always,Chinese Tea Online, away from the eyes of always heavy. Such a bitter taste of autumn, even the memories are a little sad.
away Hutchison years young, we chase a broken line kite, in a quiet rooftop, looking up at the moon and stars. Today, these old stories, like the ghost town is locked into memory, can not find the warmth when the little memories.
fall through the sea of dusk, the setting sun glimmer of scattered the boundless sea level, red wind waves thrown.
fall, stay busy streets, but can not find the corner of possession is maintained.
falla stroll secluded balconies, the autumn wind is not short mind would like to take an autumn dilute the lonely night of sorrow, but only heighten the somewhat desolate.
perhaps, his thoughts are infected with the sadness, the text of the nib toward vast, turned into a piece of paper.
autumn ended, the night was still cool earth, the stray 余香 autumn butterfly solo. Yuet Wah shed all over the floor pale miss autumn Saola one place. A fall, alone read, been cool autumn night ...
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