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Sometime Neo skin lab derma21, when lighted, busy day, I remove the full physical and mental exhaustion, shut the door window, all the hustle and bustle of the outside world troubles blocking light, abandon intrigues between people, faded glitz irritability, in quiet night, do not love the Red brocade, a person, a book, a tea, shrouded in dense tea, the scent of ink, scholarly, the leisurely listen to a smooth, quiet wan any sounds slowly into the heart of the pool, in the lengthy guqin , read the roll of the scent of ink, to express a memo attachment, let the dust heart and shallow drunk spend on music.
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Huan busy holding poetry and ink, every word fragrance knot ink edge. Envy my heart inaction is free and easy channel natural; like Wang Guozhen no one higher than the mountains, no heroic feet longer than the road of life; snow sad little thin Zen wind, rain thin, thin plum, Acacia also thin beauty of Zen tranquility; Xu miss the wave of the sleeves, do not take a cloud of wonderful mood; obsessed Qiong Yao hazy, there was a poignant beauty of love in the water side.
I love books, ink into a crazy love, love the mountains and rivers, strive, whenever inspiration depletion, carrying breeze, leisurely walk in the green grass in the mountains, such as Dai View Red, between Sam Rainsy Yue Jun, olfactory Bicao fragrant, product passage of time, any Xianyunyehe lightly passing overhead, but also in this breeze of inspiration overflowing mountains, the layer stack of the Bay, only Xing hair.
Book a drunk youth ink, ink products Word is elegant. Hi word woman, alone in the lonely love books aroma, gentle affectionate love of the written word, gestures, always exudes a scholarly beauty. This beauty is inner beauty humbling temperament, a refined and elegant beauty. Hi word woman warm Jingya, Danru clouds, Rain or shine in life. In the bustling world of independent Avon China, leisurely. Hi word most women know the taste of life, artistic taste. More like a poem an ink a tea, listen to the wind listen to the rain falling. Love corner alone, fine chemicals quiet good time, way back some of the cozy romantic story, feelings that water, dignified temperament, deep meaning, always inadvertently penetrate between the conversation. Like their own space watch scholarly touch, let the thoughts set foot pen, ink Qianyindichang Kaori, cook books in ink in time. Low brow pen express read in a silent world, brushed aside the world's dust, the Red Past woven into a dream, in a shallow stream of ink marks ze in, let the ink dim, spread the word, into the heart of the beauty and mind, aesthetic and vicissitudes of life Aluminum Windows, full of words dense with letterhead Xinyu, day after day, year after year, take the Red pen, ink Kaori breakdown fleeting.
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