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Lan Xinhui is elegant in quality and has a poetic and bookish atmosphere in her belly.
Wanting to marry well in the curtain, Youlan lived in the Empty Valley family for a long time.
If Lang has a concubine intention, raise the case to spend time.
Towards the mountains and flowing water, twilight style flowers and snow moon groan.
The leaves in front of the court are cold in autumn, and the clouds on the edge of the sky are warm.
Xizi red sleeves add incense candles, and the piano is often accompanied by zhiyin.
The smoke rises in front of the sun-slanted stove and pushes the wine into the cup in the wind.
On the moon, the willow branches are winding, and people are about dusk.
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Flourishing period youth, love period is not enough.
When it comes to undertaking things, the heart is difficult and unhelpful.
The momentum of the shape, the unknown note.
Step on the Great Fan Autumn, and be in the desolate spring.
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Wangu Harp Love Mo Xiao,
The way to ask the king is sad.
Talking about laughter and confusion,
Depression came out.
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The summer in Ruzhou was hot in August, and the return of Luoyang began to be sad.
Being in prison is hateful, and the prison is miserable.
Looking out at people moving, it was dark and dark in all directions.
The cry of the heart is useless, and the body seems to be at peace.
Suddenly, a spring breeze came overnight, and the colors were swirling and colorful
A touch of clarity descended from the sky, and that smiling face was June Spring.
The steps are light and fluttering like immortals, and the beautiful figure dances.
Since then, I have left an imprint on my heart, and I hate not knowing this beautiful face.
Look up to find a breakthrough and ask your friends around you.
Xiang Na Wei Egg is full of help, but the heart of the sea is infinite.
Helplessly wandering and hesitating, time flew away like a wild goose.
Sighing that the time is gone, he made up his mind to be cheeky.
The note opened up the language road, and the recess was smiling.
Evening naps turn to playgrounds, lunch break greetings.
Piece by piece, piece by piece, inserted into my heart.
Until after the smoke of the college entrance examination, Qu finally lost his mind.
Returning home during the summer vacation is semi-closed, only the study is with me.
The voice of Yi ren often rings in the ears, and the beautiful face comes to mind.
Thoughts in the heart become pens, and memories become words.
The picture in the diary flows, and the emotion overflows between the lines.
The heart thought that it was only so, so beautiful into a sigh.
Fortunately, there is no end to the road, and the autumn wind and anyang gather here.
The autumn wind blows the beauty face again, and the autumn whisper rings in the ears.
A burst of pink into the eyes, the beauty is still better than before.
The manners and speeches have changed greatly, and the glitter is full of brilliant immortals.
I didn't hear much of it, and I was stunned and speechless.
Tour guide contest Lu Zhengrong, image ambassador Sai Sable Cicada.
The long-sleeved good dancers admired and excelled in the Division
Break the cocoon and pupate into a butterfly, and the bird soars to become a phoenix.
From then on, looking up at Wanwan, the goddess is generally unattainable.
Gentle and gentle to me as before, high school shadow leisurely.
Teach me to help me countless, persuade me to check it out.
The silent spring of moisturizers trickles. The wax torch turned into gray tears and began to dry.
The sense of gratitude is endless, and the friendship is heartfelt.
Three years of time is like an illusion, immersed in it.
Until the phoenix flew south, my heart was still warm.
I didn't think about how hard it would be for time to freeze and see each other again.
Some things can't go back, and some things are difficult to get back.
The walking dead live their lives, muddled like years.
New Year's Chat String, see the message tears.
Since then, I have been shocked in my heart, and the five tastes are mixed.
The laurel goddess is like a memorial, and the heart has a sharp mind for a moment.
The phone rang again and again, and the chat history was segmented.
Only in this connection, greeting the Iraqi people in the sky.
After hearing Yi's voice tonight, my heart ached like a spasm.
A thousand words cannot be said, and all kinds of emotions are difficult to say.
Wangjun returned to his hometown as soon as possible, and his style was still better than before.
Liu Lan like a rainbow again wrote, finalized with May 18.
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