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When the rose blossomed, when I missed the rose thank you, I happened to catch up with my soul. When the flowers bloomed, I was drowned in the whirlpool of dreams. But when the flowers fell, I took the crystal tears and rebuked the flowers. I am looking forward to the scenery of the rose. For the sake of the snow that I wish to be a slave to the flower, I put my heart under the flower and let her feel the breath of life. I have always guarded the flower before standing still until it becomes a perfect When the snowman rose is about to bloom, I use the inflated blood as her nourishment. I wait for the flowers to bloom, but the flowers don't seem to understand my heart. I have been indifferent and carelessly swinging me Marlboro Gold. A butterfly flew over and covered my eyes. I closed my eyes and imagined that the butterfly and the blooming rose against the world's long-lost smile came to my face and the butterfly flew over. I opened my eyes--flowers, but thank you. What I left was just a few petals and the praise of the rose that made the other person enjoy her beauty and fragrance. I was suffering from her withering. Helpless and no regrets, I still stand by the flowers. My heart stopped beating when I thanked him. I became a snowman. When the temperature slowly rises, I begin to melt and only one drop of tears falls on the flower. Repeatedly telling the story of a snowman to the flower! It is crying in the snowman which it was snowing. Today is a small snow, a touch of light can not be lighter color is not as good as about. A walk in an unclear direction was eventually missed by the sky. But I have reason to believe that when the ancient mountains are seen again, the sound outside the paintings is me. Those plants that forget the youth in the snow, those who throw the language into the depths of the stone, will follow the old things of the moon, waiting for the legend of the old days of snow, I imagine that I am classical from head to toe. If you return to the indulgence of your dreams, you are like a thousand years of Ganoderma lucidum, standing on the edge of the cliff, blooming all my happiness. However, my heart is full of embarrassing promises. And I know that close to you, I will be completely drowned in the whole winter. I will be in your lips, braving the chilly wind of minus 10 degrees, turning around and running back to my former warmth. The problem is that the past and the future of a window will make me have nothing in the winter. The problem is that today someone happens to repeat you. In their days, repeat their sadness and pain in the season. Like them, I want to live in the castle of the Green Age Marlboro Lights. Then, the group got fat in the villages of the seven dwarfs. Then, behind all the TV commercials, boringly recite the goodness of the wind Marlboro Red. Xiaoxue, as long as you come, the earth's arms are broad, the earth's inner heart is kind, the earth's eyes are sparkling with light snow, you come, I have saved myself the most complete time and handed it to you, then we went together to find the lost direction of the fairy tale. .
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