That year, under the tree, green plums were cooked into wine, but the plums were half yellow. The world is ups and downs, who else can be drunk in the lake pavilion for several years, the dust is drifting away, will you never leave, or will you never forget?
"Ye Ji, look at that piece of snow, does it look like a pancake?"
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Senior sister, I just want you to be well.
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