She was in a wheelchair, and her face was pale.
She said she would never have children again.
I regret not having a baby earlier.
No more watering flowers and weeding.
Insomnia haunted her like a nightmare.
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Cosmetics are becoming more and more useless.
The breasts began to droop
She wants to get married soon.
She has experienced several men.
Nobody wants to take her in.
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He complained that there was no satisfactory job.
My wife ran away with the tenant.
He bakes bread in a pub.
The boss's face is uglier than bread.
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Beer has layers of foam.
The fish in the oven is burning.
Author: Cheng Chuncaomu
Wechat official account: poetic years
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