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... efore ten o'clock, I couldn't sleep without sleep, and the hot back of the back.
Born and accustomed to the rough bamboo mat, Pu fan, shake it, oh yeah, yellow, no, he is anti-freezing, afraid of heat.
If it is winter, then the yellow one will be very easy.
There is also no farm work, which is a season for farmers to be more relaxed.
Huang Shan sat on a small bamboo chair to watch the stars, and he not only took the cold tonight, but also waited for someone.
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