When the moonlight climbs up brightly and spreads all over the west window, lean upon a balustrade drinks the moon and has an emotion to follow. Since there is a shadow of him in my heart, why don't you open your heart and let him live in?
Acacia, so noble, so holy, so straightforward, so long ago, without dust. He fell in love with her. On a moonlit night, I silently walked along the road that night behind her back, measuring my missing. On a moonless night, wandering in the campus of On The Avenue, savoring the sweetness.. She is a princess, I am a Yamaliwa, can you love me? (责任编辑：admin)