| 本帖最后由 qzhou3 于 2014-11-21 00:48 编辑 
 回复 13# oldhorse
 
 Chasing you,
 Wanting to catch you,
 With all my means;
 Quietly,
 I acquired SDs;
 Now holding them desperately
 Praying that you would throw me a glance,
 From the corner of your eyes…
 I may suffer,
 I may lose my sleep,
 but I just don't care,
 as long as,
 we can die together.
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