[Guo Bizhen exhaled in panic and embarrassment. Some slaves walked out of the narrow and long green alley for no apparent reason. Then he stood up in a panic, his tall stilts arching into a crescent moon.
[The melting white light wandered among the broken tiles and ruins, and it took a lot of effort to lift the mahogany coffin up. Three miles outside the alley, the golden suona was thrown into a shadow by the white fan-like sunlight.
[He thought that Zhu Sunshan would die like this, and his mind became dizzy]
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The story of progressive young people joining hands to create a beautiful blue sky and finally falling into the street
Also: Thank you Earl for the picture, thank you^_^