Look at the sky and the clouds drifting away quietly, the wind across the soft, bird wings, cut off a cold rain salty. Look at the foot of water, the plot has become a mirror, then there, cruising with a beautiful rainbow, , lush. Has been firmly in the palm of your hand open, love, turn a turn for the better and become a bird and put it in his shoulder, toward the sun after the rain, towards the end of the lawn, toward the close of the Rainbow gradually, chirp and song.

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