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Poplar trees line hairy hair where you go

author:A row of poplar trees

Where are you coming from?

Without hesitation, he pounced on the top of the light.

Shouted dumb throat,

Hurting my hand,

Try your best to display the gorgeous flower shirt in the sun.

What do you want to do?

Elated and the second brother on a par.

Covered the domineering tattoo,

For the script,

The PK for brushing rice broke the heart.

Where are you going?

The road in the small village has just been repaired.

Sanyuan ramen is still fragrant,

Turning in circles has been long and deep,

The sweetest flavor of the potatoes on the banks of the Horseshoe River

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