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The sound of a flute
A flower a leaf thousand miles, clean water, alone on the moon
Ji-hong Lake
YUELIAN with dew, for whom the greenery yingying
Reed leisurely, gently Dangqi ripples have halo, a pool of very much enamored of moonlight
One day
A moon, wandering alone park trail
Looking up at the moon
I wonder if you can see your shadow, teachers, where are you
The breeze Yiyi who figure, this time across the flower shade, full of tears in silence

[ 本帖最后由 静雪 于 2013-6-8 23:29 编辑 ] |
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