Sitting in the air outlets, those who planted in the moon, found a successful way, round all the roads into an arc, like the epidermis of the earth, and the earth and earth, have gradually sleeping we open the door, Yes, open The door looks at the full expression of the moon, and the star of arrogance in the sky, most like our eyes, innocent, one is in the form of a woman, it is completely blurred, like a yellow photo If you save Ok, then the memory will also be taken away by time, just like starting the leaves of the alley from this month, completely exposing the story from today, and then after the lack of stories
