Wake up, I lost, lost everything.
The colorful world, the sad girl. Non indifferent to Ming, quiet Zhi yuan.
Quiet of my life tone. I into life in the swamp, earn more deeper, even I will rain soaked, and no vitality. I walk alone in the night of the high winds, without the moon, only the ghosts of mystery, fear. The world is not, she also went to, only sigh: life is hard to find, he is hard to find. "Just for you gently smile, I fled to escape" with human feeling is like running water. If there is an afterlife, the afterlife set for you. Be quiet sadness, grief is a joke, she laughed