Insomnious crossing
Dial the doleful tenderness since hold up
The cold ice that does not melt with chiliad speaks
I turned your eye eye for Buddhist sound
The flower on road leaves
The heart is belonged to somewhat
Knowing is what kind of injury
Climb full your the pit of the stomach
Let you in that way abhor human society
Definitely absolutely do not agree to persuade to stay
Your Rou Wan
Had carried full my heart boat
Those who use night is black
Crazy dew pestering dawn
Stop in the Shi Yuan that your book Chinese ink paintings
Teasing tremble have
Lay between the remotest corners of the earth
Owed my fragrant heart long already
Become silent photograph is made
Handhold the happiness of this distance
This winter
Brush a shoulder wine of a cup of incomplete
What coil in Buddha is psychedelic in
jolty the classics canister of airing is psychedelic
