Big play bone

The bright star of the plenty is sprinkled, Ying Ying's light blooms, and the more you lend it out of the deep and vastness of the infinite black night sky. The most bright and prosperous city lights in the world cannot be compared to eye outlambers. The vast stars make humans become small.

The star river is the real star river.

In the Indian desert so much night, they have already appreciated the beauty of the stars, but they can't compare it to the present, because they are now standing in the sea now. Shoulder with strangers, hand touch, the body's temperature is touched, but they can clearly feel the sound of the heart beat each other, and then look up, bathe under the stars.

Unprecedented, Hop is true: the true life of life.

"Hey ... Hey ..."

Like the clear spring, the key tone is ringing in the ear, and the moonlight is gentle and gentle. Then Hop is slow down, and the sight is projected toward the front of the stage, and a spotlight slowly lit, blue ceremony Appeared.

White shirt with jeans, carrying a guitar, there is no fancy, as always, everything is about music, just about music, even the spotlights above the body becomes soft, all the sights are all Gathering in the blue ceremony.

Changer is self-contained and breathing.

The clear and clear chords are slightly shaken in the air, and the blue rites support the microphone, standing on the big stage, singing quietly.

"Do you have any tips? Or I ignored?"

The slight hoarse voice is like the velvet is soft and delicate, but just uses a word, let Hop's eyes are red.

"One-Ore-Light" is "another light" that the blue ceremony is created by Haiser.

In the depths of the blue rites, the scars have never healed, because it is a dream, which is a bit of light, pointing to the blue rites on the road of dreams. He will not forget.

"Can you reach out, cover up, endless harm? When we have seen glory, some things we have had to leave."

The heart is shaking slightly, that is gentle, light and smart, quietly falling on the heart of the beating, and the shallow warmth penetrates.

Tears is slowly full of eyes, in the blue ritual song, capture too much affection and focus, like safety harbor, quietly guarding, put all the storms all blocked. He opened his own wings, guarding every weak soul and a small dream, and then created a exclusive solitary place, so that the scarred souls can sing well here.

This is the holy place belonging to them.

"If they say, whoever cares off again, under the festival of hundreds of thousands of stars, it is flashing, constantly flashing; who will be ended in a person, if we have a millennium, we will hurry, hurry, hurry; I care about it again, yes, I care about the first

Hoop was gently gently gently, and he watched the blue ceremony and said softly: Yes, I care.

2495 another light

Inexplicably, cover - Hunter once again remembered Cornell - McGregor:

Who cares about a light, in the sky? Who will end the time of a man's time, join us, but the sea?

Among the fast food culture of the Internet, anything may become the entertainment to death, the comedy and tragedy have lost the original significance. In the information torrent, it is a taressed after the meal, like a symbol, then Those faces disappear, no one knows, then, then, what about them? If anyone else is meaningless, how will its existence definition?

Leading up, the stars are flashing, countless, seems to lack any one, will not damage this painting volume, beautiful to let the cover want to cry.

The blue ceremony is light, the blue ceremony is light, and the songs have passed by vicissitudes:

"The past memories, extracts the reality, can't stand; in the kitchen, a empty chair belongs to your location. Oh, you are not invaluated, this is a matter of course, this is unfair; just because you can't see, it doesn't mean, he does not exist "

The waves are not shocked, but they have a pain.

Not just Hyrh-Cross, not only Don Quixote, but every weak in real life, is ignored by the socially abandoned group, they are everywhere - they even Unable to bear the weight of dreams, because life has consumed all energy.

Many times they are all "do not exist."

But in India, in the pioneer village music festival, they truly exist, and a fleshy body is truly, the heart is beating.

So true, so heavy, so that you can't breathe.

Bathing in the spotlight, the blue ritual sight is slightly blurred, and his wolf is closed, covering the fragility of gently shaking in the depth of the eyes: those do not exist, actually there is always existence; those "not existed" Always never left, the world's lonely soul gathered with countless lonely souls.

The bitterness of the tip of the tongue is gentle.

Take a deep breath, then open your eyes, blue cereals can see the mobile phone light is like a star, one, one, one, join.

That picture, like the stars fell into the Wangyang sea, and the eyes were glaring, and the vast way to connect the heavens and the earth. Even the stars have been bleak.

In the crowd, he saw Rooney Mara, he saw Ren Gaussine, he saw Paul Walker ... He saw a familiar face of Don Quixote, thousands of gathered Get up, and use your own weak radiance to disconnect the dark, illuminate the end of this world.

"If they say, who will care off and extinguished, and then blew the sky, it is flashing, constantly flashing ..."

Blue rites sang emotively sing, slightly shaking the voice out of the melody, it seems that you can clearly see the heart you are jumping, really feel the heavy weight: 100 million stars, every one It is important, every one is precious, every one is unique.

Every soul should be surrounded by love and warmth.

"Who will end the time of the time, if we can't live in the sea ..." The blue rude voice is lightly rising, and the strong emotions have leaked the truth, "... we hurry, we hurry ..." His hands could not help Hold the microphone tightly, and the song is completely released in the clear and clean piano sound. "Who will take a light extinguish?"

Heavy breathing, then the hoarse voice pulled out the rhyme in the air, hiding the bitterness in touched, then gave the answer, "Yes, I care."

Take a deep breath.

Replenish again.

The high-raised emotions are light and soft, and the emotions out of the moment have recovered the wind calm. If the speech is generally whispering, "Yes, I care."

However, he is not lonely.