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The rain died down and the light came in from behind the curtains. I pushed open the window.
Look! The clouds are gone, and the residual water droplets on the leaves reflect the moon, like the fluorescence of a thousand points.
Blinking and moving. -I didn't expect such a picture after the lonely lamp in the bitter rain.
Meitu!
Standing by the window for a while, I felt a little cold and an eyesore. I turned around and suddenly,
Dazzled, everything else in the room is hidden in the light cloud; Only a faint light.
An angel immersed in a painting on the wall. -This angels in white is holding flowers, Yang.
Spread your wings and smiled at me slightly.
"This smile seems to have been seen somewhere. When will I ... "
I unconsciously sat under the window, thinking quietly.
The closed heart curtain slowly opened, pouring out an impression of five years ago.
A long ancient road. The mud under the donkey's feet is slippery. The water in the ditch,
Gurgling. The green trees near the village are all caged in wet smoke. The arched crescent moon hangs.
Walking in the treetops, it seems that there is a child on the roadside, holding a pile of white east.
Lucy. The donkey passed by with no intention of turning back. -He's barefoot with flowers.
Smile at me, son.
"This smile seems to have been seen somewhere!" I still want to-silently.
I really want to.
A gravitational curtain appeared again, slowly opened and gushed out a decade ago.
Impression. -The rain under the thatched eaves dripped on the clothes.
Bubbles are spinning around, and the wheat ridges and grape racks in front of the door are new.
It is very bright yellow and green. After a while, it was easy to rain and clear up, so I hurried down the mountain.
Let's go Seeing the moon coming head-on from the sea, I suddenly remembered what I had forgotten.
Stop and look back. The old woman in the hut leaned against the door.
Flowers, smile at me slightly.
This equally subtle expression, like a hairspring, flutters and closes.
Wan is together.
At this time, the heart is bright and quiet, such as going to the celestial world, such as returning home.
A smile, suddenly melting, can't be seen clearly in the harmony of love.