far bottomless well

The bottom of the side walk word one iota, means infinite extension. Do not know this a stroke the extent to which a state, to get to your city.
In June, the beauty of the early summer season, I walk in the southern town of warm wet. Not far from here to the your hometown-long a gravel road carefully lichen and unbridled blooming in the old house roof tile aperture in flower you are familiar with and understand, but the floating in the most familiar in the air you disconsolate, those who are clearly faint disconsolate, that broken broken; slightly disconsolate, those you can't imagine sadness, but because you can't ignore the like water pouring in as you far away the dream... What a bunch of has been put on the pure light in your bed, quiet quiet hanging in the sky, the bridge that round the moon is the same as there the sky transparent and peace, outside the window that you mentioned many times the courtyard in see flowers is in YueYing open just? My thoughts shimmer with the bottom of the side walk words together in one iota outspread, thought slowly near you, do not contain any possession of heart, examined contemplated to stareat you, then endured the eye socket is full of tears tell yourself don't cry.
You wander in the world, I am more and more far distance, the home more and more far away from you. Can't count remote distance, the tears of the condensation silently the rich first word far...... June to drive the magnolia and scattered, neatness of gardenia fragrant in the whole season also open to tea mi. A lot of time, will look at the sky the class in your imagination of that city the color of the sky. A lot of time, can smell the wrist light perfume taste of some secret of happiness. A lot of time, will listen to a slower pace of old songs just let's winding entanglements. A lot of time, in my hysterical behind is full lonely. A lot of time, I don't want to say, and you don't understand...... The word is like a far bottomless well, and all will be powerless to sink them.
Distant exotic, standing in WaLan sky gazing at the foreign of smoke and dust and amorous feelings, your heart is there a end also difficult to set aside what. The rain June, counting time, Benedict has slowly Benedict has always seems to me in between what some waiting. The heart has already become the ocean, what also said not to come out, to the distance, I already exhausted......
The bottom of the side walk word one iota, means infinite extension. The stroke the extent to which a state, is may not reach your city?