Seven Laws • Outing. Flat water rhymes
The breeze blows the snow melts,
The dream of seven ranks has been exhausted.
Inker leisurely and elegant,
Riot people are less misty.
The slanting sun shines quietly,
The view strikes people in the empty desire.
Strange wandering in the form of a wandering wave,
Forest Walker Race Kids.
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