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Binding Dust: Why Drunken Redheads
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Categories: words and feelings
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Only because of the yellowed ancient book "Snow Orchid Collection", only to see the pure white and cold snow orchid. She traveled hard, and when she was about to touch that beautiful pure white, the time and space reversed, and fell into a different dust. Flowers and moon are in the spring breeze, his bright eyes with a smile, the words if the spring water tinkling, "Little girl, don't forget the cloud light boat ......" Her mind is ignorant, guffawing. "Isn't this what you want?" Rolled over and pressed her underneath, smiled contemptuously, and there was no longer the slightest tenderness in his eyes. She forced back her tears and smiled bashfully and lightly. Step by step, in the end, in order to guard before giving up, or because of the abandonment and detachment. A plain onyx, hands together, deeply bowed in the purity of the temple, only to seek sinful heart to be washed. This life is too short, vow that in the next life we cherish each other!