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On a clear sky, China full of fragrance at night, the wind. You carry a lotus lamp, a small fine jade pendant Ding Dong, so light to move, follow the Song Ci rhyme graceful walk, walk...... Spring flowers, the dew is thin, kick off the swing, sweat light wet skirt. The guest's footsteps mess the girl shy heart lake, to see also ashamed to look back, smiling, to smell. Presumably, SNSD, poetry juice volume Mexican will you moisten the external beauty of the blossoming, resources such as bambooCraft Storage System. A female first name Lee, noise talent capital. Full of life happiness, you find this life hand in hand. However, always together from much less, always have a kind of called sweet miss haunting. Deep love, thinking of cutting. One can't obstruct this mutual flow of souls. One may ease the frown, only to find the heart in sorrow drowns. The only light undressing, alone on the Lanzhou, see the flying swan goose, but had to miss the distancesamsung mobile accessories? Aloes curl, window milling, red paper print, my deep love deep, untold. How many days only, your heart smoke lock Qin Lou, only in front of the building water, know you miss being soaked heart, know you Ningmou Tim a new sorrow. Also Chongyang Festival, a cup of wine, a pregnant melancholy, full of bitterness, reduce the skin, thin confidante. Sign hung over, thousands of Acacia difficult to send, but fragrant surplus sleeve. The flames and smoke of contention, drums, Jinbing heel crush the song people's happiness. You weak body, wander in flight, battered. The new books are numerous. My husband has died, books, stone rubbings lost more than half, war will push you into the deep sea, you are like a leaf boat in the storm helplessly. Night as a grim and grave situation. Heart extract in the middle of the night in the rain, searching, desolate, qiqicancan full. Three cups of light wine, how can heal you in a disastrous state scars? O what can I do with a grief beyond belief? The wind downy hair, pale face, Song River fragmented broken. You see, the chaos, how many officials still hand folding fan, wind song Yong, lead a gay one's fling, "outside the castle hill, West Lake song and dance when sue. Warm wind the visitors drunk, straight to Hangzhou as bianzhou." Officials have not still in the stormy Southern drag out an ignoble existence, pursue pleasure? As a woman, you can not like Yue Fei dash about in a battlefield, not like Xin Qiji hold court politics, nor like the Patriot with great eloquence to drink Mazuo, pain shot railing. But, you stand in the vast Wujiang, chant "birth, death is also a male ghost" poetic masterpiece through the ages, very touching hero heroic spirit, do not let a man tall shame? |
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