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末路。记. First ...

(2009-07-25 17:09:41)
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天空

流星

灰姑娘

杂谈

分类: 墨,妖。集
                 I like the early morning dawn sky.

                      我喜欢凌晨破晓的天空。

                Because it can zoom in an unlimited open heart,

                and sorrow into a narrow black spots.

                      因为它可以放大内心无限空旷,把悲伤缩小成一个黑点。

                Depression of the faint light blue

                     浅蓝色的淡淡忧郁。

                I like the evening twilight sky.

                     我喜欢黄昏傍晚的天空。

                Gradually coming to the beautiful,

                     渐渐逝去的美好,

                but also take away the melancholy of the glabell.

                     也带走了眉间的惆怅。

                Sunset over, more colorful Yu residues.

                     夕阳落幕,残留更斑斓的余光。

                Confusion of faint light pink.

                     浅粉色的淡淡迷茫。

                We have different beliefs, there is the same wings.

                     我们有不一样的信仰,却有一样的翅膀。

                Can not become angels, but to imagine for themselves.

                     不可能成为天使,但能留给自己想象。




                Cinderella's glass, who found.

                    灰姑娘的玻璃鞋,有谁找到。

                To find her waiting for the day.

                    她在等待找到的那天。

                But you really the prince?

                    可,真的有王子吗?

                There is no prince. There is no prince.

                    没有王子 。 没有王子。
                Thus, the castle, such as less than a prince of the Princess.

                    于是,城堡里的公主等不到王子。

                Only Knight.

                    只有骑士。

                Fairy tales only exist in the real nightmare.

                    童话的真实只存在梦魇。

                In reality there is no shadow of dreams.

                    现实中没有梦的影子。

                You live in a dream.

                    你只活在梦里。

                I do not always rely on near you.

                    我始终靠不近你。

                Perhaps I really guarding the wrong star.

                    也许我真的守护错了那颗星。

                Fleeting meteor heart.

                    那颗稍纵即逝的流星。


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