On a tired and lazy afternoon, the shadow of sunlight slowly turned around the window edge, feeling that it was far away, forgetting the prosperity, busyness and the appearance of home far away, but I think the rape flowers must have blossomed, with large pieces of warm and bright opening. Occasionally there will be a peach blossom mixed in the middle, which is charming and unique. There are green grass on the roadside, with the fragrance of moist water, gushing Primary, da di chun hui, Xunfeng Wanli, a recovery in sight. I really want to take a nap moment to smell the fragrance of flowers and touch the warm hands of my relatives. I really want to take a moment of sunshine slipping away to dream back and feel the warmth of my hometown. Sometimes I really have a feeling that I dare not smell the peach blossom, the beauty of the whole city and the silk and bamboo beside my ears. Sister Qingzhao said it was a kind of idea that she was afraid of treating others. In the spring, willow buds and flowers were revived. Even the rain was filled with the warm atmosphere of the sun. Only Shen Lang, looking at the Pavilion, was weak in illness. I cried and cried all over my eyes; The night is always sleepless and sorrowful; My heart is as long as a towering and painful; But what does it mean now? Nothing more than zuiwo jiu lu side Bale.

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