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The spring breeze blows in your ears, and your pleasant songs, blowing on your face, and your lips, you quietly go, leaving only strings of memories, wisps of love, I stroll the road you have walked, greeting you have been...
12-04
The wind is cold and the water is cold, the sixth dynasty flower in February is not with the wind, today's new joy must remember the old meeting, since then the end of the world is two places, seven years on the lake fell in the sound, the shore of a few people who look like that beauty together...
12-08
