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Bloody, terminal mind Battle

If the flowers do the following year, the flames have been strike, the war settled, a sonata sound of triumph.Return home until the time for us, the enemy can Zaiyu confidant, to sit as guest, intoxicated until dawn.    At night the wind, Qiang was underway, a Guan Shan flute music, Somerset cover outside Saying.That time love, old Yi, a belly bitter

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Falling twilight, always sad feeling bitter

Who funeral flowers into a mottled, yellow flower fly Nongying.The cycle of the seasons, the Red florid diffuse through the remaining residual carrying flowers forever sad, twilight falling, a new word bitter feeling sad.- Inscription (text \ from dream fishing Qiao) Red House dreamless, sound drunk Red.Elegant window Xuan, who?Su-hand the Red shed a desolate place.Flower still dying, just that

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Lotus

[A] Ying Lin Lotus Pond water moonlight shame, Avon static posture soft feminine.    Net slim water, wind blowing buds Fragrance stream.    Frog drum insects frequency ear, carp Cheung Yau Dutch game.    Couples both private murmur, lingering tempting thick affection Italy.    That night 21 o’clock, suddenly Brightness is high, in the sports arena for a walk, I suddenly remembered qing “Lotus Pond”, then bent to

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Delicious tea

Delicious tea tea, in fact, delicious face porridge, tea and far from the surface than porridge.Last year, Tongzhou held snack Festival, the capital attracted a number of famous tea, I tasted one by one, the more convinced than do tea delicious nectar Yu Ye, an impulse, special road of tea Yin wonderful little poem: “Jade copper pot bowl spontaneous light,