White Grass Circle (273 • New Rhyme)
The sound of dry hills breaks the moon, and the desert sand is white grass folded.
Depending on the destruction, the daisy is shining brightly.
White Grass Circle (273 • New Rhyme)
The sound of dry hills breaks the moon, and the desert sand is white grass folded.
Depending on the destruction, the daisy is shining brightly.
In the depths of the desert Shao Bokang Zhang Shishui desert Gobi, the northwest wind rose, and the sand and dust slapped on the face of Liu Zhou, the instructor of the "Sharp Knife Hero Company" of a brigade of the 76th Group Army. Looking at the front porch of the company, the "four iron...
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