Author: handhold
A grassland, say big, it is big, big like the sea, vastness; say small, it is small, small, small, low is grass, returning is grass, thousands of articles, Ancient wells. One day, the giraffe walked in the head and walked for a whole day, and it was not there, or the grass. Giraffe is frustrated: Is it difficult to stumble? Two
Tree bag bear is squatting on the tree, the large piece of leaves goes down. There is no way under the tree, but because of a legend, there is a road under the tree, the legendary tree bag bear and elephant are very similar to a milk compatriots who have been lost for many years. This legend, for life for the worldview of the time to be sentimental for a meal, too important, the animals in the woods have never seen elephants, and they have come to the tree, so there are The road. The trekkk bear is leaving along this road. He is going to find an elephant, curious, or the road that is pale life, and becomes a road to another life under the tree bag. Of course, the tree bag bear will return. There are a few reasons for returning, or he found an elephant, I feel that it is not like each other; or he found an elephant and found that their lives are so similar, there is no need to get along with it; or he did not find a big Like, elephant is so easy to find! In short, the tree bag is returned. This road is still, the animals in the woods are often going, but it is a habit.
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Zebra made a dream, a dream in the dream, turned into a small red horse, and talk to himself, saying that the zebra is already there. Zebra Wake up, why is you? Oh, zebra looks at the small tree outside the window, understands, the small tree is shaken in the wind, the tender leaves are very shake, like what to say, it is in spring. So, zebras called the rhinoceros, squat, and the little panda climbed. The wind is a refreshing style, and the opposite side of the mountain is still the mountain. The little panda looks at it, and the tears are full. Zebra, rhino, 螂 first stayed, and later sitting on the edge of the little panda, everyone quietly creating a dull emotion, so that the tears of the little panda is just like a flowplace. Flow, tears, is a river that does not take anything. Opposite to the mountain, why do we climb?
Where is the flag fluttering in ordinary days? We can only cry, but in fact, we want to bleed more! There are a lot of blood! There is no longer a flag that makes us firmly standing below, so it is hard to have a firm, we are hard to have the emperor, the emperor is solid to the emperor. We are embarrassed. We understand too much, we are too close, we are too thin. We can only talk a joke, laugh, continue to go on, we can't help each other, because that, look, fake. What is important, we have to open your mind at any time. After all, this is a need for us to come with the world.
