2010-4-10 12:38In the thin, crisp air, there was an angel holding a flower from the garden of heaven as she flew high. When she kissed the flower, its petals fell onto a smal......
2010-4-10 12:37In the East, all the chants and songs are sung with the Nightingale, loving roses. Under the quiet of night, with stars shining, only the wing of a song Hand c......