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1234567, all the trees have sprouted today.

In the distant sky, geese fly in the clouds, and fish swim near the water and freeze out.

One is a goose, and the four stones are inclined. Only Hu Ling arranged the fifth place, but there was an old man who was slaughtered by his predecessor in the mountain, and his sideburns were as white as snow. One mile and two miles, four times and five times.

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After the farewell, the two places hung together. It is said that three strings have no intention to play, and the eight-part essay cannot be passed down. The nine-ring chain has never been interrupted, and the Shili Pavilion is in a hurry! A hundred ideas, a thousand ideas. Despair, strange lang. A thousand words can't be finished, and you are bored. Chongyang climbs to see the lonely geese, and the full moon in August is not round. In July and a half, I burned incense and held candles to ask heaven. In the dog days of June, everyone shakes my heart. Pomegranate is like fire in May, but it is watered by cold rain. April loquat is not yellow, I look in the mirror, am utterly confused. In a hurry, the peach blossoms turn with the water in March; It fell and fell, and the kite string was broken in February. I hope that in the next life, you will be a woman and I will be a man.

Looking at twenty-three miles, there are four or five smoke villages, six or seven pavilions and eighty or ninety flowers.

One by one, two, three, four or five. Six dollars, seven dollars, and eight or nine dollars are all missing when flying into the reed flower.

One year old, day after day, autumn after autumn, one generation urges another. Meeting and parting, we have happiness and sadness. Lying on the sofa, dreaming all my life. Find a group of acquaintances, meet for a while, play for a while, and sing for a while.

A post is red and strong, with the shadow of Bixi, and the willows in the west six miles of thousands of feet. Swallows with two nests are difficult to learn, and half pillows often hate chickens for five nights. Nine days of physical and mental dreams, thousands of clouds and waters all around. Ten out of ten, 70% to 80% is a virtual image, and three spring wins two tears.

Joe's second little Joe, a three-inch golden lotus with a four-inch waist, bought 567 toner and dressed beautifully.

One leaf is alone, sitting on two or three poets, with four oars and five sails, crossing six beaches and seven bays, experiencing eight bumps and nine bumps, but it is very late; Ten years of cold window, 98 academy, abandoning worldly desires, learning the Five Classics and Four Books, and repeatedly taking two exams. I must win today.