Moon demure overlooking the world. That mid-fairy Manjuan sleeves, gently waving exuberant hand, shed evenly bright shining as the earth covered with a thin Shayi. Everything becomes hazy, mysterious and beautiful. That , yes, that is the day . Poetry will only under a drizzle of the day . Poetry will be coming to an end , her mother said Yutong little Hainan specialty , so I waited for her at the hotel . When she went to the store on the sidewalk across from the hotel , a car came hurtling , with shrill sound of the brakes and crashed into the Yutong ......
From the self-start , start from the details , love between people as possible flowing , harmonious flower long open seasons .
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