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Wildflowers drift away, when will it come again? On the west side of the building, the moon is like a hook, looking at the mountains from afar, watching the willow tree, concealing the thoughts, watching the flowers in the morning, enjoying the moon, and getting drunk in it. Another flower season. In the morning, pick up the gauze and suck the natural gas. The wind blows over the brow and makes a smile. In the dark, it seems to be fragrant and out of the fence. The sun is fascinating, the morning fog is thin, and not far away, there is indeed a wild grass. I am careful to move forward, afraid of hurting this innocent weed. But see a petal in the air left and right. I was busy going forward and unfolding the fan, and it fell lightly on it. I look closely Newport Cigarettes Coupons, thin as a yarn, as clean as snow. "The season of flowering, it should be full of spring, why is there still falling flowers?" The echo was empty in the wilderness, no one answered. I don't know where the petals came from, and I don't know where it is going. Only a burst of spring breeze, the petals floated again and went to the unknown Online Cigarettes. I am so obsessed, even if I want to bury flowers, I want to hold a piece of pure land to cover the wind and waves, and no one is clean and I am buried. A rain washes away the purity of spring, and spring is no longer spring. I don��t see the moon tonight, I hope that the petals will quickly find my best home. Under the Chrysanthemum East, you can see Nanshan leisurely. Last night, the rain was as cool as a dream, and Wanju leaves on the autumn. I sat on the swing in the courtyard, quiet and warm, and the wind was light. I shook it, and the pieces of yellow flowers fell with the wind. In the corner of the courtyard, there was a branch of daisies towards the setting sun. I am going down the swing and gently carrying it. I took it to look at the western touch of red, leisurely, the green hills faint, green water long, condensed in the heart, thinking of the hands of daisies. Has been taken, how to show its style. At this point, I am confused. Quickly return to the house and spread a piece of white paper. Didn't wait for the pen to smudge the ink, and the scent of the scent will see a smog. Is it a fairy? Is the dragon born? Or phoenix nirvana? The original illusion, can not help but look back, the chrysanthemum on the case, actually drifting with the wind. I folded the pen, the sky is ruthless to the lakeside, the waves are shining, the golden splendor, the mountains and the water are near. When the flowers are beautiful, Hibiscus is also easy to die. The west wind quietly sang. The wind blows the bamboo rustling night, I stand at the edge of the pool, the hibiscus is opening, the powder is slightly white, and the pool is reflected in the moon. In the pool, tenderness, poolside Fangfei. It��s so wonderful and beautiful, it��s just a matter of time. The ancient tune does not play, when will you see the flowers again? "Is this situation to be remembered? It was only at the time." After squandering the beautiful scenery, it will be awkward. Once again, it will be numb. In the end, the flower willows will be blue and the water will be clear again. It is not true beauty, because the true beauty has flowed inadvertently. However, watching flowers in the fog is also a luxury Parliament Cigarettes.
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