Villain博客《济南可充电小风扇》正文开始，本次阅读大概1分钟。
some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed. some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed. some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need. i say love, it is a flower, and you its only seed. its the heart, afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance. its the dream, afraid of waking, that never takes a chance. its the one who wont be taken, who cannot seem to give. and the soul, afraid of dyin, that never learns to live. w
