In spring, it is raining in the forest. The second time, Fang Fei, did not arouse feelings. Jin Shu Hong Qing was laid off from the start. The branches are dotted with rouge.
The wicker belt is golden with the wind. Hidden in the afterglow, bright red clouds fall. Sitting in the high candle night and cold light. I'm just worried about helping me, Shen Zui.
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Xiangzi, spring has not arrived yet.
○ Picking mulberry seeds and cherry blossoms
○ Wuling Chun and Uncle Wang spend peach blossoms.
○ On the hilltop, farmers take rainy nights and sunny days as night spring.
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