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I've loved you for a hundred years.
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Categories: words and feelings
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Zhou Ping eucalyptus is like a mountain, dead, no spring, barren mountain. But it is this dead, barren mountain, Xu Lyric love year after year. In the air-raid shelter of the war, Xu Lyrica was trembling, and a pair of big hands clutched her cold hands. "Zhou Ping Eucalyptus, I want you to be peaceful." Misty Green Mountain Martyrs Cemetery, Xu Lyric lifted her hand and rubbed the small square image, the breeze swept through the mountain pines rustling for...