The barley feet actually produce ears.
Summer is quietly invading.
Purposeful and aimless, two kinds of ambition.
The years have not been wasted.
Desire fissions on the hot earth.
The shallow water near it, singing praises day and night.
The ruts follow the gravel road, following the trend.
Mike stepped on the pedals.
Blow cheerfulness into a whistle with no theme.
The sky is wide and wide, so you don't have to spend much effort to wander around.
Bailuyuan's temperament and temperament fit Guanzhong.
The old man's smoking pot was dangling on the mouth of the third aunt.
Rather than worrying about whether the crops are underharvested, it is better to do so.
Look at the two stunned people eating oil and splashing noodles.
The slabs can be slapped on the tiger bench at any time.
Whether the cymbals sound or not, it all depends on the mood of the shirtless old man.
Under the miserable sky, the cicadas are loud.
Green and yellow are unruly staggered.
Mei Xing in the courtyard was stained with lipstick.
I've almost forgotten how the river flows.
As for the singing voice hidden on the shallow beach on both sides of the strait.
It's no longer possible to tell who it is.
On the water, the scene at five or six o'clock is alone and sorrowful.
These trees and stones still remember us.
At that time, I was walking here.
Distancing must also be maintained.
With her perennial writing hand, she plucks the jerky strings.
I don't seem to understand the sound outside the strings.
She likes to pry the water, every time.
My heart rippled.
I hope that the sunset will sink sooner.
Hope for a rain.
Hopefully, there will be an external force that pushes her towards me.
As it turned out, the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes.
Even though, it's finally dark.
The apples in the tent served as the 38th line.
What a painful night.
In the blink of an eye, she had not been seen for years.
I love this wilderness so much.
Knowing a little about the situation, it's suitable for messy here.
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