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... but they did not intend to return for the time being.
He lowered his head and closed his eyes slightly, as if pinching the bridge of his nose very tiredly.
Yan Zhengming cleared his eyes from a young eyebrow, as if coming out of the painting. This closed eyes is not like again, like a stone sculpture.
The mountain stream cascaded down in spring, and the fragrance of flowers and plants on both sides of the river swelled into the river.
In autumn, the water falls, but t ...
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