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Time: 2012-09-23 10:01 prose sources: the original prose author: Xinglin master Click: sunsets retracted Xiaguang recover in the world in a variety of colors, down the mountain. I'm not Kua Fu, not chasing the sun. I sit on the stone, the warm sun stone, in which there are stopped. I am waiting for -->, etc.;The
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