You are the April day of the world

Like it, read yours, you are the April day of the world. Send me warm water in Chunjiang River, Green as blue, smile and smile, and love in the sky. You are Pearl, gold, and the source of wealth. You are a colorful butterfly, a flower fairy, and a beautiful classic. You are the clouds and smoke in the early April, the wind blows softly at dusk, the stars flash unintentionally, and the fine raindrops spill in front of the flowers. That light, that graceful, you are, fresh Yan. You wear the crown of flowers. You are innocent and solemn. You are the full moon every night. You are the flowers blooming tree by tree, and the swallow whispering among the beams. You are love, warmth, hope, and April! In short, I felt quiet, elegant, natural and comfortable. After a few strokes, I felt sincerity, firmness, Grace and leisure. It is not snow lotus, raindrops, stars, and love poems. On that day, I lifted the sail of memory lightly only for your lightness posture and reserved smile in the yearning and yearning. In January, I counted the papers of time and space only for the ink of your agilawood in the yearning and yearning. And graceful poem that year I described the verdant green mountain just for a lingering and lingering your fresh warmth and verdant heart that I explored the Sky’s high just for a love and love you pure Heart and persistent sight thank God, thank network. Let me know you. Thank you for your fate and life. Let me know you. You are the spring, you are the warm sun. You are the moonlight, you are the fragrance of flowers. You are rain Dew, you are sugar cane. You are colorful clouds, you are flowers. I am not lonely with you. I will always be happy with you. You are the blue sky, you are the clear spring. You are scriptures, you are poems. You are warm, you are bright. You are missing, you are hanging. You are April in the world. With you, I will not wither. With you, I am Yingge and Yanfei. It’s you: send me Chunjiang water warming. Send me green as blue. Give me a smile. Send me the attachment in the sky. You are Pearl, gold, and the source of wealth. You are a colorful butterfly, a flower fairy, and a beautiful classic.

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