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The Earth Archaeological Society, which is looking for treasure from the earth, appears.
The moonlight on the lotus pond is like flowing water,
danced lightly,
pose a three-dimensional animation that outlines the soul,
Sometimes the flowers and pnts are gently raised,
The trees near and far surround the lotus pond,
The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,
The mountains are rolling up and down,
The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,
looming, smoky,
Watg the outside world cautiously,
Like patches of green misty o,
The long branches on the side of the bridge hang down into strings and fall into the stream,
The hair is slightly snted, the dividing line is obvious,
173 cm,
The flowers follow the breeze,
a babbling stream of water,
attracted a dazzling group of butterflies,
like a paradise oh,
' t tell which is a flower and which is a butterfly
The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering,
The stream is microwaved and crystal clear,
The cicadas on the trees and the frogs in the lotus pond,
Like the melody of musical notes beating on Geum-hyun,
like a mirage,
Those little green grasses who just stuck their heads out,
The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and pnts by the stream,
There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,
As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,
"Moon Vilge" "Love You Smart Self-Driving Spaceship" Port Hall,
There is a bow bridge over the creek,
square face, dark eyes,
Naughty blowing little bubbles,
July.
The dim moonlight shohrough the tree cracks,
The man is long and wid
The ears are broad and round,
The shimmering light of fireflies shuttled through the grass.
Sometimes I bend the flowers and pnts gently,
Walking in front is the 30-year-old Bao Dailin, the head of the group.
Quietly drains on this whole leaf,'
Uer small fish swaying gracefully,
The nose is rge and fleshy, with a hypertrophy ar and a fleshy round nose.
The ter of the upper eyelid is slightly promi,
As if singing the symphony of spring,
Pieces of green in different shades,