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Holding a "Song Words" reading the eyes, a blind, it is coming to adjust the mental and optic nerve before the window. Inside the god, Ding Dong's sound of rain, all shredded on the long-awaited concrete street, and materialized into a faint white vapor. Gently, with the low low floating clouds of the city space, like the fog like a smoke, and the leisure is floating. Make the high-rise house in the ancient city, the temple tower brake, the old banyan new Yang, all this hidden people are drunk, and they are fascinating ... Suddenly think, this day is like the same example, thousands of changing, each containing mechanics. Otherwise, the wind, rain and snow, warm and warm, thin, fine, how can we trigger the past and now there are so many literati ink, and the emotion is endless?蓦 地, 忽 现 现 现 年 年 年,..... 幸.. 书 书 书 书 书 书.................... At that time, it was worse than the incense - I respectfully, please come out, and be careful. Although a mildew smell is nasal, the eyes have to be one of them: the end of an antiquity! That is a double scroll couplet, "Luo priests" Shi Liu Wei's hand book: The light smoke is not ink, and there is a sound poem in the forest. Such as smoke, the dead yellow rice paper, lining on the light blue surface. Although the years have long been, it is already broken, and the dimples are so dark. But the word on the very concentrated ink is still so dark, and the like is relief. The word is a line, the pen is strong, and the words are handsome. Its pen, although it is really open, it is still in the abroad of calligraphy, it is really impossible to comment. But the prime minister Liu Luo, who is benting in the brain, Liu Luo, said, why, who is the question, and does not understand the words of the world, but it seems to be flat, and the facts highlight the great Lingwen. Unconsciously, I firmly took it into the bottom of my heart and I went deeply in my myoplane. It is a lot of people who have no bitterness, nature is naturally remembered. "Until now, I also have this kind of lubaching I I would like to have this kind of latent I would like to have this kind of latent I would like to have this kind of latent IQ. Touching the scenery. When you reproduce my mind, I remembered this book that the case is eager. There is very much like a lot of work. I feel that I have a living, my sense of lyrics is good. True is "all the swearing is also the difference." All scenery images between the world, pass the visual feeling of the people by the people, and the visual feeling of the land, and the true meaning of life is given, which gives it the same but their respective fresh significance. Even the "Best Millions of Things", because the Dongting One Lake "Pantry", the meteorological "triggered a lot of Zhili, a high-rise vibrant, a thousand people, the monk,," Bi Yuntian, Yellow Leaf, autumn Wave the cold smoke. Mountain is angry yoke water, the grass is ruthless, more in the oblique sun. "Come, not deeply cut, in the flat and faint real-life," wine into the intestine, Nostalvous wife's love of the nostalgia? Don't say it, these people who want to have a good job in the text, it is also very difficult: in the DPRK, if you enter the Qiuwen Sai Shui, you will do your liver, ambitious; in the wild, if you look at the bamboo curtain It is difficult to do everything everywhere, nothing to love ... think about it. This like this is like, and the smoke is impermanent. Painted Lord, poetry? In the cold-eyed view of the sense of view. The people of Zhili, enjoying the eyes at any time, will also be seen in this, from the table, and in the same way, seeing a micro-knowledge. Although the cloud smoke is thick, there is no ink; the wind is slow, no sound. However, once a sense of understanding, once is active, once it is active, there is nowhere to paint, all in the taste - small and flat, all the big hand, Dahui Ling.
