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Chapter 225 Don't see you!(2/2)

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The small string window dances gracefully, and the things are tilted to the yellow sky.

Don’t you see many beauties walking by?

Tears are low in tears and eyebrows, I want to ride the wind and despise the great thousand.

The meaning is sincere, the vast sea is far away, how can you bear it since ancient times?

We meet each other in the water and the moon, but you don’t see the hero facing the northern mountain with his sword!

This lingering wind blows away my quiet sorrow

A faint tobacco aroma surrounds three cups and two cups of light wine

Look at it

A meeting in the ocean

It's not the fusion of water and moon

It's not a whisper between a mirror and a flower

The moon is the moon, and the flowers are also flowers

In other words, old love is hard to end and hate is long

Don’t you see that your old love is hard to end your hatred!

How many newcomers are bitter at the sea!

The east is white, the bright moon is bright, and you can’t see the butterflies dancing in the sea breeze and it’s also passionate.

How many people walk around the earth with frost? The beards are flying in the city and sing outside the city.

Haven’t you seen the fragrance of flowers and the road is not yet settled!

It was raining heavily last night. I couldn't sleep all night

Watching the thunder and lightning resound through the clearing of the night sky

The thought of missing you and thinking of you is mixed with inexplicable feelings

I'm crying

The aroma of Pu'er tea and the aftertaste of dewy wine

Turns into the bitterness of the tongue, rushing straight into the body

It's like the lightning that cut through the night sky tearing me up pieces

What is love in the world?

Haven't you seen it, in the vastness, the clouds are overturned and the rain is overturned!

I'm suffocating and speechless in the broken

But in an instant, he turned into a long roar and shook the sky

Go away from the dust

Looking northwest, misty cangcang!

Don't you see it!

A dream of writing in China for a long time, I miss you and say nothing.

The great roc rises with the wind in one day! It soars up to 90,000 miles!

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Tingfeng Women's Twelve Orchestra!
Chapter completed!
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