Dear Wang little girl:

From see you one eye, I shit love you.

Your eyes close, I die; your eyes open, I come back to live. Your eyes close and open again and again, I die again and again.

Maybe you do not know me, no matter. One see clock emotion is pop.

I think I should introduce myself to you. I call Li old big. Toyear 25. My home four mouth people: papa, mama, I and DD.

I beat letter very fast, because I am a computer high hand. I even act as black guest.

I do early every day, so that I can have strong body to protect you.

Please come to eat and sleep with me, or I will cut my hair to be a monk, and find a place where many monks live in to over my life.

Your old big