When is Falling leaves

Autumn wind howling, blowing leaves, tree-lined trail Guying larvae larvae and the line. Quietly sprouted "Kuteng faint crow trees, small bridges people, Road westerly Shouma sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon," the melancholy and sadness ... ...classic herve leger strapless dress 
Deciduous patches, affecting the situation I lost chord. The feelings of ten years, arrived three months, but the passion of the page; ten years of feeling that can not stop the urge to travel long distances Yidufangrong; ten years of the feelings, not the so-called romantic repression and warmth; ten years the feelings of the moment just as it leaves blowing ... ...
Way back when, seems like Yilianyoumeng. The leaves are blowing in the season, struggling for eight years they fell in love, and finally built a humble nest, there is no scarlet carpet, no solemn prayer, vows no end of time, only a string necklace strung with yellow leaves, has been people feel about the future vision. Money away from the stink of money, no luxury has only willing to have forever ... ...
Many a night, Seoul joked "off Guanju dove, in the state of the river, My Fair Lady, Marty," said gentle back, "Hill no edge, Heaven and rivers have dried up, Dong-lei blowing snow in summer, is a dare and the king must "total closure" Motherhood "whom wiping away his tears, as quoted in Xian Yang Guo and Xiao Long Nu reunited after sixteen years ... ... forget the existence of things, give up the dream, I am engrossed in this beautiful scene - Once upon a time, but not hear thunder outside the window there are alarming!
A ten years! Stroke, to a so-called "home" to accompany me to the pen was stranded more than a decade, I was put into a set of house and used the string firmly beam strict. Not wanted, time can not erase the dark long injury. Inadvertently, an unexpected message made me a rude awakening: When I was still immersed in the landscape that he had standing mountains - mountains, the scenery alone is good, flowers are blooming ... ...designer herve leger strapless dress 
Autumn remains the same, "Yellow Butterfly" elegant, but landscape is no longer. Leaves and branches may be tired of mediocrity, perhaps leaves the fetters gave him too much, perhaps egged on autumn tryin to hurt each other. Looking at the sky, abruptly relieved of my heart: the ruthless autumn leaves are not to blame, not sentimentally attached to the branches of the tall, stalwart, resolutely away from the branches when, how can a strong pull to do that the last branches of leaves, it will is a scenic one, so that the trunk contempt, so the autumn wave of get - give up, perhaps one of the best choices in life.