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Ask about the future and be a paper prisoner for a few years. Half-make-up exams at school, all love encounters public humiliation!
Food specialties belong to others, and foreign trade should not be ours. There is no need for the dragon to change here. His hometown is a hooligan for the time being.
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The flowers are fragrant and people are raining. The painting building is full of spring scenery, who laughs at the whole city.
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Lonely life and death, old thoughts, lingering spring dreams, cool flowers. You can dance the breeze and wave the blue shadow, but it is difficult to leave the railing of the old moon.
Sadness is stupidity and resentment. Why keep it a secret from others? There is nothing in the vows, and the truth is everywhere!
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Holding hands must be cherished, and this feeling is gentle everywhere. Your heart and your feelings will eventually change, and I love and hate it.
I didn't guess yesterday, but now I have become a stranger. Dream like love birds, crying day and night!
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Who says lovesickness is bitter, who says complaining about others! Why is the heart strong and afraid of ruthless rain, and the soul is broken?
In my dream, the moon is full of fragrant fog, and the flowers in the clouds are so purple and light. There is no chance to make a promise in this life, so let's live and die together!
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Yu Xiang's past dream is over, but Yu Ying's traces are hard to leave behind. Acacia has been suffering from the same pain since ancient times and has never been divided into two kinds of worries.
Love can be deeper than sadness and joy, and hate is at most light and thick. Alone in the moonlight, I should be lonely and ask you where you have been in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
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When writing many children and talents, you should know that Shen Luo is a fairy. Ruthless flowers for love, intentional grass abandon pity.
Book slips are deeply ashamed and speechless, and litchi fragrance is hard to say. If tenderness is true, don't ask fate at other times!
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Think of the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance in those days, and laugh at me spoonily. Poetry is like tears at the bottom of a pen, and tears are like poems in the heart.
I mistake rude feelings for mistakes, and when I am frustrated, I have a new understanding. Chang 'e may not be autumn water, but Liu Yue is like a thrush.
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I love and hate the hazy flower season, and I feel like a beautiful girl for you. Unintentional witticisms often have many solutions, while intentional nonsense is just a few reasons.
In the past, idleness was very strong and chic, but recently it has become terminally ill. Jin did not dare to raise bluebirds, and her dreams faded.
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Goodbye, goodbye, nothing to say. Cloudy temples, red lips and tears. Ask new things casually and politely, and occasionally mention old things and linger.
Who are you asking on the bridge to be happy? The stars tried their best to ask God for mercy! I got married before I became famous, and this life is the next life.
Lotus cup. Four poems about autumn
It's cold and rainy outside the curtain, don't mind. Twist red in front of the mirror, and draw green onions with your little finger when you are idle, Sorakara Ku.
Take a look at the moonlight when you are drunk. The ground is clear and the frost is clear, the silver toad is silent, reflecting the cold river, desolate and desolate.
Zongzi is very important in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Looking at the messy clouds, I thought of the hometown of moon cakes, whether greedy or not.
Don't look at Huang Xiang, read it. Laurel is like Yun Ni. He picks two or three branches every year. Think about it, think about it.
Qin Yie. Sui Zuo
Exquisite music, Tan Lang's toast candlelight purple, candlelight purple, squinting intoxicating, weak waist. Half-leaning on a mountain pillow, the green silk is dense, the jade muscle is like snow, and the voice is greasy. I hate his sweet mouth, and I am afraid of his sweet mouth.