Love flowers and leaves

instance, the flying snow, rolling hills in the world of snow stretched to the distance. Everything and nothing at the end, striking Jie Shiyi color.


wind watch petite plum, heart pain and immense, Mei's breathing could be heard clearly, he knew plum tired, beneath the bitter snow in the mountains where there may rest of the place

You are tired. Drop me. Mei.
tall wind embrace with petite plum forward, although in the snow in the world, can plum fragrance still got into his nose even got into his heart.

know when Mei, the wind is in the mountain city streets.
Mei was clear from the street corner Delicate turn, such a move in mourning flowers, suddenly attracted the attention of the wind. In his life had had the happiness to be moved, the moment he clearly felt a strange joy to spread in the bottom of my heart. He thought: If she is to spend, let me be the love of her with her growing leaves and litter it!
Mei walked from his side, delicate fragrance floating in the air, the pair of beautiful eyes glitter with hope came, made him feel suffocated, his efforts to make his face floating in the laugh, because only laugh to cover up his confusion and love. Background to the wind looking at Mei
slowly out of sight, mind suddenly swarmed a wave of melancholy, but he was extremely sure that it can come across as the pattern of this woman. Can at this time, he stood on busy streets suddenly felt very lonely, and even feel the penetration from the bones out of the cold. He does not know why suddenly so in the past has not been feeling at this time but Dap divergent from the.


Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau on October
how would there be so much snow ah! Read the book before the wind on the beauty here, but also heard the soft snow, mountains and scenery is now in front of a confused, seems to come the mountain on foot plan to a deadlock.
snow did not stop meaning, increasing the temperature began to drop, the whole mountain seems to be instantly covered by white, the more heap thicker.
I feel afraid of. Back. Do not worry, there I am.
when they began the road back has always been to go find it hard to wind up gradually, plum in my arms more and more important. He grinding his teeth persisted, step by step to move forward.


His hunch has always been a very spiritual, once proud, now a feeling of immense hate. Have looked at the back of plum, he believes they will meet, What about now He spent a stay not help.

wind watching the sun drenched streets, people coming and going, he believes some of the story is that in the beginning and end.
Maybe they are doomed fate, and plum in front of him again when, confirmed his hunch, also opened a chapter in his life.

aunt's home, Mei is still as open with their beautiful patterns, swaying to the wind of mind.
an old story even in his own body, has been blind date that is ridiculous, can not stand the instigation of or aunt came, unexpectedly, to see the plum, the wind not help lamenting the human world from the bottom of my heart strange and unexpected .



wind do not know what to say, only to smile, heart, a loss already. Hsu has been quiet since, he clearly felt their panic.

Aunt would talk nonsense, not that thing.

the wind does not know how to answer embarrassing, others say he does not like himself, he understood that he was just an ordinary person, can not afford that kind of argument, he felt it was to their own heavy, he can not afford, he like to live comfortably, even very humble.

He was a bit warm, gently rising and moving in the body.
two people start trying to talk to, maybe they had too many similarities, quickly comes together. They are happy to spend a blind date in time. When two people each have a kind heart, sense of Brief Encounter.

overwhelming snow, the wind had never seen so much snow, that a feeling rose up again, he shook his head, thinking. In any case, we have to go out.
Snow good big! Wind heart tightening moment.


She could not have felt like shouting.
not long ago can still see other colors, have now been swallowed up white, heaven and earth are all the same color, the wind feels like it all might have something to pay homage. To go, not stop, keep going and stop means death. Wind think so. They walked down the hill step by step.
Wind would like to, this world is unpredictable. Maybe this world is so many regrets generated out of it!
Years, the oil go! Let the romantic trip engraved in our memory a beautiful life or death.
Mei Feng heard say this, mind not help it fly again.
know plum, each weekend, the wind will carefully pretending about it, the wind on the tall, handsome even after the modification. No matter where they come together, share of them static, will attract passers-by share of detached admiration.
How long I do not like adult home Yeah, look how good.


breeze flew in from the window, wind blowing through the face, Luexiang plum, plum eyes are bright as stars of hope over. The wind got up, went to Mei's side, held out his hand, plum rose, standing face to face.

music, the wind gently hugged plum dancing with the melody, sweet plum flavor to fly into his nose, his heart beat violently up. He wet lip prints is plum lips, like lightning stood as no two people a long time to restore sanity.
music still gently, slowly separating them, with just warm, then dance from the body.
The wind was already breathing hard, he insisted, because he knows that time must not be discouraged, or really get out of.