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Linyi memory. Turning over the photographic paper of the years, it is already fragile and vulnerable. More than 20 years ago, the editors of various newsrooms wrote my name wrong, and I don't know where it was careless. See Yan

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Linyi memory. Turning over the photographic paper of the years, it is already fragile and vulnerable. More than 20 years ago, the editors of various newsrooms wrote my name wrong, and I don't know where it was careless. Seeing Teacher Yan's name, I remembered that he had been dead for many years. I didn't find the negative of this submission, I found another photo from the same angle, and the girl on the screen should be not small this year.

Linyi memory. Turning over the photographic paper of the years, it is already fragile and vulnerable. More than 20 years ago, the editors of various newsrooms wrote my name wrong, and I don't know where it was careless. See Yan
Linyi memory. Turning over the photographic paper of the years, it is already fragile and vulnerable. More than 20 years ago, the editors of various newsrooms wrote my name wrong, and I don't know where it was careless. See Yan
Linyi memory. Turning over the photographic paper of the years, it is already fragile and vulnerable. More than 20 years ago, the editors of various newsrooms wrote my name wrong, and I don't know where it was careless. See Yan
Linyi memory. Turning over the photographic paper of the years, it is already fragile and vulnerable. More than 20 years ago, the editors of various newsrooms wrote my name wrong, and I don't know where it was careless. See Yan
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