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"Summer Flower Language" The early morning of summer is a red bean, thinking of the wind, reading the rain, reading the fireworks in that alley, for me to sit in front of the window to salvage the sorrowful summer red beans are a drop of dew at night, leaving a crystal clear, and raising the pure land

"Summer Flower Language"

A red bean on a summer morning

Think of the wind, think of the rain, and think of the fireworks in that alley

For me to sit in front of the window and salvage my sorrows

Red beans in summer are a drop of dew at night

Leave a share of crystal, raise the pure land, and hang a string of hope

Follow the moon to find poetry and distance

The summer dew is the soup flower at the entrance of the courtyard

Turning the corner, carving the local sound, and connecting the dream

Trivial like a parent that women can't finish

Burning soup flowers is the fold on the face of the country women

No matter how deep or shallow, there is mud

Text/Yuting

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"Summer Flower Language" The early morning of summer is a red bean, thinking of the wind, reading the rain, reading the fireworks in that alley, for me to sit in front of the window to salvage the sorrowful summer red beans are a drop of dew at night, leaving a crystal clear, and raising the pure land
"Summer Flower Language" The early morning of summer is a red bean, thinking of the wind, reading the rain, reading the fireworks in that alley, for me to sit in front of the window to salvage the sorrowful summer red beans are a drop of dew at night, leaving a crystal clear, and raising the pure land
"Summer Flower Language" The early morning of summer is a red bean, thinking of the wind, reading the rain, reading the fireworks in that alley, for me to sit in front of the window to salvage the sorrowful summer red beans are a drop of dew at night, leaving a crystal clear, and raising the pure land
"Summer Flower Language" The early morning of summer is a red bean, thinking of the wind, reading the rain, reading the fireworks in that alley, for me to sit in front of the window to salvage the sorrowful summer red beans are a drop of dew at night, leaving a crystal clear, and raising the pure land
"Summer Flower Language" The early morning of summer is a red bean, thinking of the wind, reading the rain, reading the fireworks in that alley, for me to sit in front of the window to salvage the sorrowful summer red beans are a drop of dew at night, leaving a crystal clear, and raising the pure land
"Summer Flower Language" The early morning of summer is a red bean, thinking of the wind, reading the rain, reading the fireworks in that alley, for me to sit in front of the window to salvage the sorrowful summer red beans are a drop of dew at night, leaving a crystal clear, and raising the pure land

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