In my heart world is a person walks in the forest, the penetrationleaf shoots a wisp sunlight gentle according to on my body, I step inthe thick fallen leaf, such pine supple, felt makes one be infatuatedwith, causes the person to want to pour on this layer upon layer leaf,as if likely lies down in mother the bosom, then kind, then warm, ontree's bird chirp is calling, flees from that tree to this tree, theleaf quietly falls, the mischievous bird disliked as if this too hasbeen peaceful, must cause a sound.

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