Give you a bowl of Mengpo Tang, you may choose to forget what

Mengpo Tang Modoribashi forgotten legends ... ... drink Mengpo Tang will be forgotten.
If you choose, Meng Po who wish to taste the soup Modoribashi on, who took Meng Po a lengthy porting of that bowl of soup to those kinds.
have woodenly, a calm, are grim, there is fear, reluctantly, trembling.
Yang-neck with men who decisively swig, and women who stormed regret and drink too. side soup, drained.
after all, no one can escape, eventually go on a bit to drink too many.
whether past lives and no matter how deep love, walking walking in it is also Modoribashi steadily.
no chaos ... ... calm the mind as a mirror ... ... heart sank like stones ... ...
side of the bridge, silent, because heart is dead, lost past memories ... ... can only be adjourned to the next life front ... ...
Meng Po occasionally floating to the ears to hear the sound, shallow shallow smile ... ...
affectionate look at all the soup, ordinary soup pot ... ...
only because of the increase seasoning called forgotten, on arrived out of the former eachother ... ... boat on to memories from stranded ... ...
drop in the ocean, storms is not over; never to worry about confusion of the human world ... ...
many, familiar but has never done this life something ... ...
need to drink bowl Mengpo Tang's, are into the ravine and people who can not go out.
Oh, If so, it would give me a bowl of Mengpo Tang;
However, I forget what it will choose
legend, in the tide when the river should drink a bowl of Mengpo Tang, you can forget everything we have in this world ... ... good or sad , good or evil ... ...
everyone to drink this soup will shed a tear when, not because we must leave this world, but because to forget the minds of all. Tear drop can not be forgotten tears, one drop of tears forever buried in the hearts of ... ... Mengpo Tang is the antidote, antidote solution sad, drink a bowl of Mengpo Tang, drink a bowl of antidote, forget all the memories, forget all the solitude of the ... ...
very much hope that there really such a soup, so sad no longer hurt, the pain of no longer suffering, so that people are not broken then broken, so helpless people is no longer a loss ... ...
legend, but legend is, after all, there is no antidote to possible solutions to the story of our hearts, so we have a loss in the confused, struggling in the confusion, the struggling suffering, lost in pain, in the confused groping in the dark lost in a lost of broken, broken to get in all our sadness ... ... maybe we are always looking for something called Meng Potang the antidote, and we look forward to forget, forget that we all regret and disgust, even though we have is how much love and look forward to these ... ... we are not afraid of sadness, even though we have been so sad, we really fear is numb with cold, we no longer afraid of our own inadvertently be hurt, that day will be the end of the world ... ...
Mengpo Tang, no one knew what that smell is, though everyone has looked for its presence, even though everyone has desire through its existence, but, no one knows what really forget the taste, no one knows how much harder drinking bowl antidote. Heart without love, heart and no hate ... ... only a tear in the hearts of prayer alone, when Hussein, we also inadvertently can really hurt ... ...
forget is an impulse, we can not really forget the love we once had, and some just indifferent ... ... can not forget, choose indifference. The world does not Mengpo Tang, the world only in our hearts love and sad