Usuário anônimo
23 de agosto de 2024
On March 7, it rained in the middle of Shahu Road, and the rain gear went first, and the peers were all embarrassed, and Yu Du was unconscious. It's been sunny, so it's done. Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not groan and walk slowly. Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life.
The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine.
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