Yuelu Mountain Maple Leaf red, the red and golden hillsides, such as the brocade-like sway in mid-air, and shake off next to the sunset sunset glow of Xia Yu.
Recalling last year's autumn, we are also in a colorful mountains below, in full tilt campus trees, and the blunt sound of the children, holds all the chalk depicting their ideal future, keep a straight face imitation into the community The aging and; thought of that between the huge bedroom, lying 10 to be depressed guy, every night looking forward to the sudden arrival of the girls infinite modesty, and then quiet night hours of lewd poems right, bitter when the music ......
Unconsciously, a year in the past, but also to The red rice yellow. The bell is still an Village Tao-ming, in the morning hours off, a valley to the wind whistling in the fields are still rampant. Aoyama is still only a human face where? Arabian Nights of it is a long night candlelight people have been separated long and arduous journey!
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