Reminds me of that piece of laughter
those of my flowers
every corner in my life
quietly as I was driving
I thought I would never
waited at his side Today we have gone
in the vast sea
they are Lao Leba ?
where they are you?
Fortunately, I had to accompany them to open Some of the stories have not finished
then forget it
mood in the years that
has been difficult to distinguish between true and false
grassland clustered here now
no flowers Fortunately, once you guys
spring and summer and winter
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