2012年1月11日

摘要: They remained for a moment face to beats solo, looking at each other. Day was breaking, a dawn of exquisite purity, far off in the vast, clear sky, washed by the storm. Not a cloud now stained the pale azure tinged with rose color. All the cheerful tiffany ring of awakening life in the rain-drenched 阅读全文

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