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25.07.2019 04:54
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The ethereal season rotation, and extended to the summer of July, like the fire, with the degree of sweat as the rain describes the degree of heat, the enthusiasm of the hot embrace and kiss is not too much, the silk is troublesome and some love the summer sun The warmth of the overflow, the two kinds of feelings come quietly. How to avoid the steaming of July, there is only a trace of coolness in the morning light, although it is very short, but very precious, grasp the moment of the dawn, walk in the tree-lined path, soothe the heart of the heat burned The thick green forest on both sides of the thick green tree-lined road covers the path. Fortunately, these small roads are rare. The rare road is a paradise for the summer. Huanglianmu, camphor tree, and the sides of the Xiaolu Road, blocking the sun in the world outside the path, I am glad that the path is so pleasant, walking towards the front path with a leisurely walk. Walking, walking, and listening to a chorus like a symphony, I am amazed, the fire-like July has such a loud sound, the tone is adjusted to chorus, listen carefully, so poetry, tune, tune Slowly over-extended, from far to near, from low to high, the sound of the song is long and lingering, and the echoes are swaying. After each long song, after a pause, it will sound a long, clear, high-pitched song with a hoarse voice. The songs are coming and going, the songs of the woods have just stopped, and the green shades are ringing. The echo has been for a long time... It is ', and the Song Dynasty Zhu Xishi praised: "The sorghum is far and far, the Mao tree has a residual sound", too image, this song will be full of reverberations in the burning of July and reverberate throughout the city. Cicada over the sky: "A lingering poem." The protagonist of the poem is of July. ' Ming, hand in hand with the heat of July, the summer has become so cute and not terrible Marlboro Gold, warm, the sun and the moon shine, the grass and trees, the birds whisper, see the flowers half open, the pattered rain washed The dust in my heart, happy and completely, was completely infected by this rare landscape. The career of the which was lurking in the underground for four years, was dark and dim. I felt the larvae in the short-lived light stretched out and stretched, and the thin body tried hard to drill. In the soil, I feel the long underground darkness, and I don��t see the survival of the sky. The drowsiness of the cockroaches is thick. When the spring blossoms, the weak limbs are moved upwards, and the roots of the plants are taken. When the autumn comes, the winter is deep. In the soil, avoid the cold. ' long and repeated five changes, long hope, waiting for one day to break through the darkness Cheap Cigarettes, get rid of the bondage and bondage of the earth, come to the world, see the light again, (only two months or so to see the light) On the day of seeing the light again, I gradually grew into a beautiful girl and a guy, wearing beautiful wings that can be compared with any bird. The boys have a perfect pair of clear voices, singing in the burning July. For a summer's wonderful interpretation of the beauty of life... The humming sounds of the past are like the world's unvoiced sounds that penetrate the red dust, like a calm breeze, my heart is so happy, stunned, unresolved. 'Love and admiration Carton Of Cigarettes. Listening to this world-wide unvoiced sound that penetrates the red dust, as if you will immediately forget the hustle and bustle of the world, forget all the troubles and disappointments, and be in the paradise described by Tao Yuanming, I don��t know what year it is. When the autumn wind starts again, �� will disappear into the autumn wind, and it will be awkward to sigh the sorrow and sorrow of the , the long (darkness of the darkness) and the shortness (the shortness of the light) of this life Marlboro Cigarettes. The slogan of ���� and the tragic farewell tell the world to ��don��t forget me�� and remember them. Cicada is a wonderful debut in the heyday of life, and the coming is the sadness of the eve of the departure. Throughout the morning, I was concentrating on the things in the morning light, and some thoughts poured into the passionate passions of July, and some thoughts were poured into the �� The whole mood blends in the beautiful morning light of southern China, and the rhythm of Jiangnan. The sky, the breeze of tomorrow, the heat of July, the sound of fire, the cicada, the berberine tree, the camphor tree, surrounded by green lawns, the lawn extends to the high-rise near the Linlin Festival, from the ground to the sky, from the distance Nearly, there are thousands of streams and light colors between the heavens and the earth, all of which embodies the beautiful and beautiful in the morning, the passion in July, the excitement of the humming is their beauty, the continuation of life in life, the value of life and the survival of life. Beautiful. The continually galloping thoughts, the flying thoughts, the rushing thoughts, the restless pursuit of the future. In harmony with the southern country and the Jiangnan rhythm, it is an indispensable movement in our life. In the southern country of the beautiful charm, : ��Singing the most beautiful melody in the hot July Parliament Cigarettes, and extracting excellent answers with time��. Joy: "The passion of July is hot, hot, persistent, and the nature of Tancheng. Everything grows happily because of the harmony of your dew." Joy: "Into the lush July, into the hot poem of July. In the meantime, I listened to the '��' of the stagnation of Huang Lianmu in the deep, and now, Jiangnan Siyun, He Xi, autumn wind, the next reincarnation is coming. |
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