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Wearing high-heeled shoes, beating the melody that belongs to you and Russia

4mww2pb.cnLet's go for a walk there at the next morningThe sea and sky hand over, your eyes on this wipe shadow.

Mood is like clothes dirty, take it to wash and sun, the sun will naturally spread.Listen to the songs you like quietly; watch them from a distance.Roses bloom all over the wall of memory, I nestle in your arms, thinking of the past.

When I am old, I will find a small town to live quietly with my wife. In the morning, I will watch the sunrise in the alley, and in the evening, I will lean together to watch the sunset.May there be enough clouds in your life to make a beautiful evening.

Try to rush to the sun and catch the orange in your heart

4mww2pb.cnYou are my exclusive in this life, let's spend the most beautiful time togetherI'm Qingyi, and my destiny is the chess played by others. So you and I can only meet in the play. After singing Peach Blossom Fan and jade hairpin, it seems that time is a simple reincarnation. I always think that if I take off the make-up of the actor, I can be as light as chrysanthemum. But unexpectedly, it caused Acacia like rain, and a dream became a disease. One day the story in the play came to an end, and I couldn't even afford to give you an ordinary cuddle.

Some people say that people who love each other are beautiful when they stay together. I think the person who said this must have loved. Only when he has loved can he deeply experience the sweetness of owning and being owned. As if the mountains and plants have feelings, every inch of the skin can be in the breeze Lang month stretch. When you love, you will find that you are the happiest person. Coarse clothes, plain cloth are beautiful, light rice and tea are warm.My horse's hoof is a beautiful mistake. I'm just a passer-by, not a returnee.

The past can't be rewritten, but it makes me stronger. Thank you for every change, every heartbreak, every scar.Spring is coming, the wind blows, quietly listening, like a group of young girls talking, shaking the tree, shaking the land, stepping on the ice, as if to say, the tree, wake up quickly, open your buds, it's spring, the flowers open quickly, show your style, let people enjoy your beautiful grass, show your long hair and smiling face, the sun is waiting for you to go to the end of the world.