Tomorrow is a New Year's Eve. This is the first time I spent in a strange city.
I know I will eventually leave here. Like the original, carrying luggage, come here. I know that I will carrying the same bags and leave.
I think at that time, I will finally look at this city, I can not help but cry.
Year.
The city. Familiar strange. Laughter, tears.
[Audio: http://www.bhmcn.com/uploadfile/2006122844396533.mp3]
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Tags: Fuzhou , from the song
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1 Cんаиη / / 2 24, 2007 at 7:59 PM
Ready to leave.
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