I said that the flowers are not beautiful, often perched on the windowsill, butterflies flying, I said cats, who do you want to lick their paws to comb the life, how sweet the life is, and ask a smoke on the roof

"Song of Things" 91 After marriage, I am in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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