The two large bowls of mutton soup are warm all over the body, and even if the evening breeze blows on the body, it will not feel very cold.

Jiang Tu rode his bicycle at a constant speed, looking at the red maple leaves falling from the trees under the street lights, and couldn't help but think of a song that he loved to listen to.

He hummed in a low voice: "The slowly falling maple leaves are like missing, I light the candle flame to warm the autumn at the end of the year, the aurora grabs the sky, and the north wind sweeps over the face of thinking of you......

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