Some things, is suitable only for in her heart
Is suitable only for his pain, his suffered, themselves under
And there are some things, not words can express
Or, for such a person, even if nothing can also understand all the feeling
If dongxi, yongzheng
How sincere feelings, even just play, even if it's just novel.
But let me so will not depart from smoking
This woman, life should not this,
Had to love margin of shallow, in fact I believe that fate, so from no blame.
This is not the one who's wrong, wrong but I myself
Wrong in our never meant to be.
It is a pity we not lover, and can only be close relatives.