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"Hehe", the woman in the Black Wood Cliff suddenly lowered her shy eyes, her heart was beating violently---- she turned around, turned around, she kept turning---- the whole tent rotated like a top with her, and made a sound of "Huhu! Huhu!" like a big gulp of water, this unconsciously, the body of the woman in the Black Wood Cliff was wrapped in her trance A few cocoon-like ropes, she lowered her shy head, carefully recalled the heart socket that was just right, and suddenly a beautiful bird "fluttered" The earth is desperate to fly---- Oh, another infatuated little male bird is infatuatedly chasing ---- spinning in the direction of the two chicks, the woman of the Black Wood Cliff is shrouded in some incomparable golden light---- if there is more light, she will break through with her own hands, and build a golden palace with fire, wind, and rainbow light from the depths of the purple clouds: Oh, I heard the word Ruokong, and the sound of plum blossom buds blooming gently and heavily moving in the night sky, They seemed to want to break something, and suddenly the snowflakes fell, like a beautiful and invincible jade tree, and it hurt more and more deeply by the howling north wind......

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"Hehehehe...... "Some little babies are laughing innocently, their little figures are walking on the snowfield one after another, and their clothes are blown up by a gust of cold wind...... "Wow! The little fireworks-like break is wearing a purple dawn!" They called out, surrounded the soldiers of the motherland, waved a brand-new Tiananmen Square, and walked majestically under the national flag of Beijing......

How beautiful is the motherland and the mother tongue! Creating mountains, creating water, and rebuilding the Motherland's holiness, snow-white roses---- thrilling little water wheels turn abruptly on the sea: the mountains are spinning, the water is spinning, and the song of the little Uncle White Horse is also spinning safely in his long life...... Seeing this, the little woman of the Black Wood Cliff smiled heartily---- this is the key to the survival of the clear soul: she does not rely on holding this mistress's hand to keep warm, nor does she rely on the other side to justify her filthy self when she flirts with another mistress, nor does she rely on the old chicken spirit who destroys young souls and swallows the spirit of male poets over and over again---- repeatedly covering up extramarital sex and running away for a living......

Isn't it just a few perfunctory dogs who have been thrown off by success and happiness? those little devils and soldiers who succumb to the crotch of the old and the bad woman...... As soon as the big hen and the little hen held hands---- the male poets of the entire poetry world fell into a black wood, which is the origin ----of the name "Black Wood Cliff" in the real version......

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