tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65012327749920747112011-04-22T09:27:38.518+08:00Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312207800039019997noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6501232774992074711.post-65529352954371594602008-10-01T02:07:00.002+08:002008-10-01T02:12:58.307+08:00I like you are quiet, as if you disappear from a distance as you listen to me, my voice can not touch you as if your eyes have gone away like a kiss, seal your mouth as if all things are full of I have the soul of all the things you come in, my soul is full of \ I like your soul, a dream of the butterfly you like the word I like the depression you are quiet, as if you sound like you have been away again lament, a lament of the Butterfly Song from a distance you hear me, and I The voice can not match you let me in your silence in a quiet and silent, let me take your silence you speak with your silence, such as bright lights, such as the simple ring you like a dark night, the Stars and you have a quiet silence of the stars in a timely manner Silence, distant bright and I like you are quiet, as if you disappear like a distant and sad, as if you are dead Bishi, one word, a smile enough and I feel that the well-being, which is not true because<br /><br />PabloNeruda<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6501232774992074711-6552935295437159460?l=bryan816.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312207800039019997noreply@blogger.com0