游澜的部落格

My Severus' eyes are nothing like the sun;Coral is far more red than his lips' red;If snow be white, why then his chest are dun;If hairs be wires, black wires grow on his head.



I have seen roses damasked, red and white,But no such roses see I in his cheeks;And in some perfumes is there more delightThan in the breath that from my Severus reeks.



I love to hear him speak, yet well I knowThat music hath a far more pleasing sound;I grant I never saw a god go;My Severus when he walks treads on the ground.And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rareAs any he belied with false compare.



什么叫魅力,就是让人完全无法抵抗的吸引。什么叫爱情,就是一边说着他这里不好那里不好,手却忍不住地抚上他的脸颊.轻轻地...好象在触摸最珍贵的宝贝。



最后恶趣味一把,真的不怪我...nothing beats PowerPuff Snape! LMAO