Wen Yishao carefully browsed, in a line of text he saw the scene that there was no in life, saw another world of spiritual world fantasy, there is a scenery he did not appreciate, there is a particularly exquisite paper in it, with small block letters written as follows: see the word as face: a little, some people say that youth is like the red sunset on the horizon, with their enthusiasm to dye everything around them, it has no time to take care of the body to bear the intense heat, vowing to shine before the night falls, If a tourist sees it, it will take a beautiful moment, and if a poet sees it, he will write beautiful verses, with colorful clouds and waiting.

There is attachment, and unrestrained, if a woman sees it, she will stop and watch, remember this eternal beautiful moment in her heart, she will also share it with her beloved at a certain twilight moment, if it is the prodigal son who sees it: it will accompany it here until the night, waiting is the best confession, right!

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