Beautiful, beautiful.

Where is the beauty.

Outside the library, weeping and staring at the small green lawn.

Off-white muggy.

Biting half of his fingers, he crossed Erlang's legs, bent down, and stroked his arm with one side of his hair, covering half of his face.

Even so, women are the loveliest scenery in the world.

The recent sunshine has always been listless, and I want to slap this sunshine and ask what's going on, why do you always look weak and can't help but be a bad seed.

Smile at the sky, smile at the lake, and the goose roars at me

"Uh-uh"

When he raised his head, the other half of his face was facing the light, and his arm was wilted and glued to the railing.

There was a blue light under the railing, and at night it was shining brightly, and I was attracted like a fly.

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