sunset, light injury　xia hui sunset through the leaves, oblique reflected in the window canopies, the transparency of glass thrown a light sparkling, rippling the missing color.　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 -------- inscription　　gentle wind in my face fuguo, but i think chilly. first cold … …　　　luori, qianshang　　　sunset, light injury　trying to forget the bottom line of morality does not allow. want to pick up, and his mind will not cease disputes. want to cry, tears of hearts already solid into ice. i do not know when, the blue sky became deep. i fear, but always thinking of "helpless" in mind.　autumn whistle, leaves scatter, dim lights and set off a piercing cicadas this sad lonely night. i do not know how many times a person appears to leisurely wal[1] [2] [3] [4] 下一頁(yè)