The moon is hidden and the stars are visible, the clouds are ethereal, the dew is heavy and the wind is heavy, and the insects are singing and the frogs are singing. It seems to be back for another year, a wisp of affection caress the face, and the past events dissipate like smoke.

The starry night is cold, the bleak wind is accompanied by worries, and the lonely window thinks about it a few times and goes bleak. Now the fragrance of flowers is strong, but it is still fragrant, and the old man has been lost and has become the old man.

Remarks: If you are not willing to live a lackluster life, you will have to pay the price; If you have a heart that wants to break into a strange world, you are not qualified to complain about the darkness of the road.

"I Am the Emperor of Freedom" [Laughter] 08: Thinking of people * Xuan Xuan Qing is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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