I found a stone, it is a piece of rock with his fingers, on top outline what. I just want to go up, ask it in painting. I suddenly startled, because I just found in the mountain, all around on the six days of the disc. It is in the digging out mountain, plus the collection of gravel filling in white. From the top of the wall dark huangshan mountain to the bottom, spread, as from all day, and full of the whole world.
So I know the meaning of the word remind all of stone, tips, recall to touch the symbol of stone palm. Strange
It is not belong here, do not belong to the scorching heat and noisy regional feeling.
It should be a will contact with you, when the melting temperature, then bring you peace.
I don't know, unexpectedly didn't know.
Is a fool.
"Nogensinde bois modt sne Har."
Ever met the snow
"Yes, it is collect those stones, in order to form the pieces of snow."
"I cannot measure it to the valley, and collect the long... this is I can't believe the work, even if I have had this idea, also won't think can finish."
"I just know, I was so small, and so shallow."
Liz was so low, but I cannot make any comfort, even find a word to insert her presentation.
I only listen, listen, but I can do nothing.
When he finally began to snow.
But because it is the storm, so here's XueXiang mountains to YuLi this description of those, too.
When the snow across your skin, will melt, but also can leave scar.
I finally summon up courage to ask, stone has come down from the mountain ridges, completed the repair work, snowflake is standing in the middle of the basin, slightly head at the whole valley. That day, the moon is already departing, clear moonlight on the mountain of esau, and have all the snow reflected faint silver guanghua, as genuine, only in the snowy day (a second. It is the most quiet beauty, but I don't know why, also most repressive and sadness.
Then I said to stone, for I tell a story.
Lynn "kan fordi, lide sne sne mirakel af verden det er-oo."
Sorry, because of the snow is like snow in this world wonders.
This is the story of stone.
I also want to listen to a sudden, but don't say, "shut up" the willful.
In the story, it is one of the more it is using the language, not me. Perhaps it is the time period, the stone in that language and its only Shared language can describe accurately, or to use any other way cannot be described.
So I and stone, talking into a listener, the listener became talking.
I no longer ask, no longer want to clearly understand each statement, and even some fear to understand.
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