The scenery in my hometown is beautiful tree, the branches of the willows drooped in the spring of April, the peach, like the dream garden, clear and natural. The girl in the village to work in the vegetable garden, the sun, reflected in the tie a ponytail girl face, cheeks red, like a red apple like, infiltration in the morning. Not and in a short while, the sweat from the forehead down, down a bit dry skin slowly seep. more...

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