其实，时光就是一幅画，让我在这个秋天里安静下来，独坐于秋水一处，望远山，不见鸿雁，凝眸深处，天高云淡。
In fact, time is a picture, let me calm down in the autumn, sitting alone in the relaxed and one, long-term perspective, nothing Hongyan, Ningmou deep, the sky was clear.
今夜，在月儿的凝眸中，在风的呢喃里，拈一支素笔，心海走进了缘分的天空，心因了它的绝美而伴有微许的感动。
Tonight, in gazing at the moon, in the whisper of wind, twist a element pen, into the fate of the sky, the heart because of its beautiful and accompanied by micro Xu moved.
体会你生活里的思绪，怦然一动，黯然伤神，凝眸浅笑，每一种都是动心的痕迹。
In realized you live the train of thought low-spirited is nerve-racking, fixes your gaze on the faint smile, all is a trace which moves.
难忘男孩女孩对面而坐的凝眸一视。
Forget boys and girls sitting across from the Ningmou a visual.
想念一个人的滋味，一个凝眸、一个微笑、一声温柔的低语、便让我所有的付出都觉得无怨无悔。
Miss a person's taste, a Ningmou, a smile, I heard the gentle whisper, then let me feel no regrets for all of the pay.
我看见一个十分奇怪的小家伙严肃地朝我凝眸望着。
And I saw a most extraordinary small person, who stood there examining me with great seriousness.
我看见一个十分奇怪的小家伙严肃地朝我凝眸望着。
And I saw a most extraordinary small person, who stood there examining me with great seriousness.
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