Dusty is like a dream, there are generals that are generally uneven, and they are now smoke clouds. Love is also empty, like waving the bottom of the wind, faint, floating in deep old dreams. The flowers are full of flowers, when they are in the wind, there is no rain when they look back. Mingyue Xiaowei, lonely, no one, life, there is a dream of my dreams. Long road, undulating can't be drifted by me, people in the sea, taste the life. Enthusiastically enthusiastic, change the cold, how many affectionate is loneliness? People have lived with wind, and they will fall and fall, regardless of the world's vicissitudes. One city wind broke, and it is silent, and only the osmanthus is dark.
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After listening to a night, poor now I don't know how to express my mood, it seems that I have no need to say anything ~! Xiao Han said that I am old and old. Hey, do you like nostalgia, is it a sign of "old"? Maybe ~!
