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2019-9-14 07:33:37
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Who Chants the cold branch to enter the national wind, the broad civil official is colder the poem is poorer.
Even with the shore Liu Chun first feel, try different than the mountain rhyme.
Ten hectares of clear breeze and bright moon, a cup of thin shadow and faint fragrance.
After a long night of lovesickness, the heart of stone is also annoyed.
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