wenpingwang2
your name
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and...
Love and Friendship
Love is like the wild rose-briar,Friendship is like the holly-tree —The olly is dark when the rose-briar blooms But which will bloom more constantly?
the girl!
this is my girl,shi is all of my world!
Cailingirl
cailin
