Melody
China
June 17, 2013
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April 4, 2013
You know me, know my thoughts, such as water, sometimes calm, sometimes raging, sometimes burst, even Acacia tears became poetry. Habits in every dull night, commenced a Zhijian, dipped one-Ink, draw a person, writing a situation, Sisi obsessed with him day and night both attended, that distant normalized.