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Acacia Bridge

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, meditation past legislation setting sun
Love goes by, the flowers a year, she alone faint Ertan, vowed that the agreement is not called, so the wind lost in the babble of the river,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], toward the distant passes.

Acacia Bridge, that year, growing on tall trees Plum plum full of the bright red, a flower's bloom,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and not because of the cold and windy and back, still proud of the bloom.
fact, even greater than the flowers in full bloom mei, and her memory of Acacia endless.
bridge that year hundreds of water is mildly pro, has absolutely no winter cold, the bridge tender that even a pair of children who are embracing the wind lingering plum with a graceful and dance minor, south, turn spin rotation that Wu Qi arc, as she skirt, and elegant.
Jiaoqiao her shiny red plum cheek, Ningmei smile, eyebrows ray free of dust of the earthly world, where her favorite scene, because the place where they met, Acacia tall bridge, that Acacia glittering river, through the opening of Plum,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the bridge was left behind banks of the handkerchief, which he gently picked up, behind a low voice: only together in Yaotai Chiung-chih, who planted everywhere to the south . Goldsmith lying in the snow mountain, beauty to the next month Minglin.
young, handsome extraordinary, there is a touch of vicissitudes forehead, eyes deep and puzzling to clarify how a mix of contradictions, she was a glimpse, first met him, actually give birth to such profound impression.
all as the arrangement of God, he and she were a margin of Acacia bridge knot, and then he went to Beijing, bided obtain the fame.

Second, the plum flower flowers do open, do not come over to make the pedestrian Jun Acacia
that time is winter rain rain River Bridge, bridge, people hurry.
pairs figure would have stood alone now, a tie setting sun setting sun, slanting bridge according tall called Acacia, Sometimes Xiao floating on the cold blasts of wind and the bridge end, bridge dressed fluttering white, a silk-like long hair, such as the misty rain drift south.
figure standing on the bridge, and that stubborn attitude, as in looking forward, as in waiting.
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\Turned faint, and that blooming bud bud, suggesting a return date, then to wait for the people, ah, how has such Huang a go, the trail.
Zhangma hold the exquisite, a bright red shawl to exquisite large body wrapped tightly thin, brown umbrella oil, crushing the footsteps of the long lane of a winding bluestone was reflected through the infinite sadness.

three times past the cold at a concentration of
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\the hand in a pair of exuberant weave her a Menger.
\But did not stop the hands of the needle.
\Spill a drop of bright red blood, like most that plum petals.
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to the market to buy food the day before yesterday, when Zhang Ma, see to buy a group of people around the back of pancakes, some creak praise, some envy again and again.
\Zhangma a trembling, consort prince? How I miss that house?
bit driven to distraction,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], even Zhang Ma also forgot to buy food on the back, a look of exquisite still doubts, saying: Zhang Ma, how did you say?
the past two days now, and that the budding plum has a red,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], exquisite half joy, half of disappointment, joy is the plum blossom opened, the same day to the disappointment is the day to the heart, he is also gone forever.
journeying kiosk sitting in the backyard, staring at the swing next to that lonely, cold wind hit lapel, but deep in my heart out, a touch of tenderness in the air in the heat of the eyes, a warm Park desolate.

four, thin to make Love night
another time, such as hourglass-like slip through your fingers, exquisite long hair and long, looking forward to more and more deeply, but the body is thinner and thinner I hope more and more small.
and plum have been thanks again opened, opened and Xie, now only the bare tree crotch, with a bit bleak offensive means.
left three and right three years, the exquisite look at three set MEI, in the hope and disappointment until a fine line between despair.
Love that instant, looks old, has black hair grew out three thousand silver.
the wind, like a man, it easily kept the oath, that the Executive hands, warm light, that is full of warm eyes, and that Wife said slowly opened Plum is reunited the following year, when the bridge in the Acacia plum tree tree edge, there or be square.

five Acacia Acacia
plum flower off the bridge opened, and exquisite good imagination as in previous years, the number of the one two, tender and beautiful blossoming as in previous years? As in previous years also the bright red?
This year, the plum, in the exquisite eyes are decadent and dazzling, she is really so proud of plum resentment in the cold season is still standing proudly Xue Piaopiao branches, and exquisitely thin but hiding the window sill , weak eyes, the direction of the search can not Plum, but the glaring red, tenderness with deep down.
\Zhang Ma, plum on? Acacia tall view of the bridge is a lot of people in May, are not you? \
silence, the two serious matters for your heart, for three years, the exquisite heart of man, so that the negative for three years, more and more thin and haggard looking exquisite, Zhangma really could not bear to tell the truth, only looked exquisite in hovering between despair and hope, Zhang Ma scared, exquisite able to accept people who had to wait for his change of heart the truth.
Delicate groping in the pillow out piece of handkerchief, white, exquisitely embroidered with a bright red plum, and now has been invisible exquisite plum color, a pair of bright eyes to her, before opening in the plum has been hazy on may not see things outside of a meter.
all the way to stumble, hit hit stumbling, exquisite bridge to the Acacia, a long time Jen stand alone, a long time in silence, scatter in the wind the hair, any snow pressure in the shoulders, and thus, with the advent of night , and with the arrival of dawn, as the stone not see the river looked like.
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have no water at this time just messy and whirlpool, it was quiet, calm was terrible.
a white handkerchief, lying in the quiet surface of the water, red plum blossom like a quiet sleep, but also to the sky like angry.
Since then, no one called Acacia bridge exquisite view of girl standing on the bridge May.
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