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Month, miss


In the sky, the morning glory on the moon-shaped fence, which is like a boat, pulls out a flashing galaxy. The moon shines on the earth, like the clear water of the water, pours in the bamboo forest, washes the heat and tired, smiles and laughs, and the thoughts on their faces sneer in the silence. Swinging the waves, only my silent, faint thoughts, my friends in the distance, are you looking at the moon.

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