filled with fog and could
not tell how many months the
long street was ten miles away.
You held her hand and
smiled.
Two silhouettes walked from the north wind to the autumn water.
She said, brother, you look up at the
sky so blue.
Later
you always leave
her and stand. your back in the
mews whose name
moonlight West through
the lights go dark also
will have a heavy rain
sprinkled over the Strip
from north to south all the way
many people have speculated
whether you lonely sad
but insight into everything
Or really sloppy
just like that The arc of the mouth is rising,
the eyes are foggy, and
those soul-sealing knives are not guarding the house.
For many years,
she has picked up the mist and rain for several generations. She
also prepared the net to
salvage the fluttering memories.
Those youths are
more like a long night of dreams
when the sword is under the moonlight. offset
cherry red banana green beginning
your finger at the tip
broken off the water and whether the situation
even familiar as she
is not from your mouth in unpredictable
will you read
often of
I'll miss
if you get used to leave
the habit of a person Hidden into the night or time
and happiness is so difficult
Those rhythm of the past
in your memories
and how the rain
■ Matsumoto Rangiku
lips delicately
he recites a syllable that
warm sad GIN
man that silver-haired smile
is your love
is also a catastrophe
often recall
is When I met
him many years ago, he bowed his head and smiled as
pure as the sun’s rays
. The need to hold
your hands has become your
life-long appearance,
but
it’s powerless.
Again and again
, the ridiculous child
cautiously left
a pale back and
you were alone in the
wind blowing. Messed hair,
sadness, scattered all over the
silver, where do you want to go,
life is in a hurry
, when fate comes,
you can smile
slightly and indifferently in the moonlight,
you look at each other
and draw a knife, tenderness and cruelty are
as beautiful as love For a
moment,
you grabbed his hand with a
knife against his neck and
he said I'm sorry
if you close your eyes
. Will the first encounter
make looking up become a habit, so
you can't hold the
knife tightly, and you can't hold it down a
lot. year
You remember the
still indifferent back
and I'm sorry
Maybe he loves you
■ Tōshirō Hitsugaya
Liangxiaowucai childhood
but can not stop
time of flies
from the stream to the soul of street Ching Ling Ting
little you
raised sharp mouth
carrying cut the soul knife
through the streets of
her to touch your hair
tell you white
she walked away
snow fell down
guard
with a time of your life
even if only Lone Star side of the moon
even young as you
have already understand
her heart
you are looking for has withered
that spring season
but did not have seen
that once crossed swords
you froze in the wind
when the piercing sword could not hear
a word love how the fade
these years you often wonder
if one day
Hinamori hijacked own
your moon pill
and Is it possible to dissolve the
broken waiting
student in her heart, such as Xia Hua, it
is too late to taste and contemplate,
even if love and hate condense into ice,
it can't stop the
mirror flower Shuiyue's gentle kiss. At
that moment,
she blooms like a white lotus
You stand upright as if an ice sculpture
is close at hand
But forget themselves in the horizon
to see the mask
was broken and the time
I often wonder
if that time
is called the blue-stained man did not appear
that you still
can stream live on the street soul
Liangxiaowucai childhood
■ Hinamori peach
If someone were to ask you
what is this The warmest sunshine in the world,
you will definitely say that it
is the smile of Captain Aizen. For
many years,
you stubbornly chased his back
but forgot the little boy
behind you who was called the little white by you. That day you put the knife across the little white neck. before even tear off, such as silk , but it was found that young friend spend the already go back once Mingxinkegu but was routed superficial life was originally not stand the resolution and carved blue-stained knife light flashed instantly to your gentle mandrel of what something broken in one place fleeting this went on you just do not know a man has that kind of smile why choose to betray fell to the ground like a lotus bloom whose smile face fluttering triumphantly love of crisp that take the sword
At the turn
yet so far away
come to an end
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