Vaguely past , Huang Xiren have to go, I saw white clouds out the ages.
In mid- August 1981 One morning , a prairie train to take me to the depths of Daxinganling remote ravine - the Ituri River, that I was 19 years old, just graduated from school Jinzhou transportation , distribution railway electricity department intern .
Flowers of the night sky , is the summer , or starry night . In the middle, or an endless time , in a rain also flies in the blink of a light . This is the dance of the stars , is dotted with empty deep summer , nothing starry summer logo. Lying in the vast plains of the stars , that ignorant untidy eyes, innocent eyes, wander in the galaxy , in the endless imagination walk slowly , this is the ideal Township of King Arthur , Avalon kids , left the world and independence. The moon is the feast of the most lonely one , it will have to moonlight silver sprinkling window frames, in deep summer night is so cold and desolate, without the slightest summer temperament. The children whom heart was never shaken , still hot as inflammation, in their eyes , the sky is always clear , Gambhir month rhyme , just played the music of poetry, is the joy of music, the stars turn the chorus everything is full of imagination.
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Grade A stuff. I'm uninostqeuably in your debt.

Grade A stuff. I'm uninostqeuably in your debt.

Grade A stuff. I'm uninostqeuably in your debt.

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How many times do I have to tell you to turn off the light when you leave?