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We met in the text, imagined and travels with you Misty Rain mist of Jiangnan, walking on Yu Qing slate, live the old town of Lijiang, in the courtyard of antique beauty, our tea, said this ancient theory.

Can not do without bamboo, can not do without books.

Of the human soul was not left spirit soul, a man without the spirit's high I think this man's life is incomplete, just like a room, a man in a room without Windows.

Removed Xiaofeng line, sending a song Qing, line of lightly cemented feet slowly, that is the heart of the most beautiful Palace, out of the wind like the core poem, a curtain slack month, night stop micro-strong and weak points.