this summer

Author: Fang Jianwu

The wind of this summer is blunt

Just like the father who was in the corner of the corner

Rusty sickle

Wind in the wind

New Mai's sweet fragrance

Fortunately, my sense of smell is not clear yet

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The fog of this summer is very large

It's like rehearsing

Centennial drama

The old man and Baxiandun in the sea have been invisible

It is said that they are practicing a mysterious method

I had to look for the group of pigeons in my grandma's house in my dream

Many rain this summer is very urgent

Like countless arrows to shoot towards the confused land

Can't tell who wins and who defeats it

Rolling on the lotus leaf

A drop of crystal water droplets

Wet wet bronze bell under the eaves of the Corridor

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Cicada's voice is hoarse and hurried

Breaking the deadly silence

They are racing with the clock clockwise

The story and the story and the story

Children's game

Always restart repeatedly

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