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On February 12, in the early spring, the daughter of Suizhong, the dressing table pondering. Her illness is getting heavier because of Zhao��s plot. Zhao Yu Niang wants to speed up her death, in order to stimulate Baoyu, if he has three long and two short, the family property will fall into the hands of Jia Huan. She bought a drug dealer and wanted to harm her. She had seen all this early, and the intrigue between the families was so ridiculous to her. She disdains everything and is very disdainful about Zhao��s conspiracy. It is death, but also extraordinary, so that this profitable villain is shocked and shy. She got up and didn't bring a donkey. She slowly went out of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and went to the shore of the lake. Yangliu Yiyi, ز �� burning, sparkling, beautiful Tingting. This pool of spring water, deep, green, fresh, such as the wine of Biluochun. Silk willow waves, I do not know whether the water is dyed green, or the willow dissolves into the water Carton Of Cigarettes. Peach blossoms against her red cheeks, seemingly reluctant. The light breeze slipped through her placket, making it more elegant and refined. She closed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes were like a crescent moon in the sky, but she didn't habitually hang her crystal tears - she didn't have much tears. Lightly move the lotus steps, the gold flows, and walks toward the lake. The lake was flowing over the willow waist, and she was still advancing. She did not have a look of sorrow, raised her head, and stood in the world with a arrogant gesture of despising everything. The water seems to be ruthless, but at this time, I forgot the flow, but it is beautiful. But after all, it is still ruthless, because only in this way can she fulfill her loneliness. The lake came up a little bit, and in the moment of engulfing her, it fell red like rain, falling down, falling to the surface of the water, a layer of rouge-like reddish debris on the water, and the lake was dyed with reddish layers. At that moment, she suddenly fell into tears, this lake, will not be a thousand red cry, Wan Yan with the sadness of the tear lake? Now, this tear lake also has her drop of tears. The tears that came late, should have been buried in the two silks, but now they have found another destination with her. This is the last tear she still has, but she is buried in the tear lake, and the tears of the tens of millions of thin faces are brought together. She has a hint of joy, she will be like the tears, with the sisters, back to the secluded and beautiful, helpless heaven and soul, and finally return to hate. The heart of the fragrant lake is still aroma Newport Cigarettes, and the tears on the bamboo in Hunan are still dry. Yihong Gongzi��s red grievances, holding a piece of clean water, paying homage to her world��s waters Newport 100S, all the water, no matter where the water is, squatting in a bowl and crying, it��s full of fun.
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