Little Red Today --
The last day of winter, suddenly remembered that last autumn morning Jiuzhai I was like a falling maple leaf on your palm, I inadvertently found their way into your palm
Your palm is very warm very warm so warm, so I have a whole winter, I stopped there a few leisurely manner with the most bone-chilling cold of the 99
Forget the air forget the Siberian cold thick fog flowing under the bridge forget the biting cold and the river Hei Ling forget the street sleet blah flooding back
Attachment has been too attached to that floor share of caressing care of you so pure and honest voice of attachment attachment you so gently breathing
I knew it had to stay too long where I discovered that in the warm gradually thinner own
Tomorrow, tomorrow I should Lichun out of your warm palms over your guard because my life quietly in the winter you do not want to miss a lengthening of the snow missed several rare wild comfortable hiking
Tomorrow I return to the busy spring, the lush branches branches back to Zhuiman I would like to start brewing the next a fall in late autumn if they can Jiuzhai meet with you one day I will certainly still Napian You never miss -- Maple
I love you love me leave before the arrival of spring in the summer comes you let go
