I wander alone, a long and lonesome a long lane in the rain

 I hope that, like every girl with a clove

a narrow alley in the sky floating in my prayers under the rain finally came face of a girl

as she is a lilac color of the fragrance of lilacs, the only difference is that she has a pair of red high heels

rain started falling in the afternoon in the red high-heeled shoes are so bright

she beat me through a faint smell of tobacco does not leave a one-person narration Just leaving me alone in the coaching ... ...

always feel she is very much a story of a girl watched her eyes so far Zoulehenyuan

She walked slowly along the lane as if looking at scenery as if she is looking at scenery

pattering sound coming from Hong Mei told me she had run away

see her in a tea house when rain is in the south may be necessary

I looked at her intently from under the white Floral Dress is still red high heels

like no one else she still leaned against the window like a stuck 大半个身子

drizzle outside, I seem to hear in the next seems to underestimate her stroke the stroke did not hear the small dark brown wavy hair

solidified the air as if I was alone on the side gazing at her she seemed to forget that this is in the teahouse



continue her thoughts along with the circle around the smoke ring around and around the stroke

also made intermittent

the world how good years left static in the breakdown of your Love?

ailing the stream of talk about you believe it?

the Declaration on the Goddess you know it?

... ...

I asked many many

she has not a word

quietly so we do not speak to each other

days by rice I have not stretched your

I know you will come