When the organs are gone, I'll say I love you

experience even the most happy time you made me lonely trance flashing the best time is when I put out the light sound rises like the December rain there singing when we quiet your image began to tremble I used to hold you like a coin in my arms when the organs are burning wilt I would say I really love you if you need a secret known to the world and I hope this is the author of Tang Ziyan from Rome / / letters,
press enclave of first love is what? When a person starts from the youth away into the trivial life,
how he will answer this question.
As the title shows,
this poem traces the experience of early love.
Love is not so pure and simple as people imagine,
it is full of happiness and happiness.
It may be said that such love is simple.
True love is sure to create a trance in happiness