DieTafelRitter
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12.10.2019 03:41
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I am a strange person. I love the smell of the wind, and I always feel that there are hidden and delicate stories in the different, trivial and gentle tastes. In today's wind, there is a smell of rain, and the dark color of the sky is also incorporated into the wind, and I have sniffed the past in the wind. When it rains, I am always on campus, with those noisy partners. It was rainy last summer, and there were often one or two clips in my mind. I remember that some of my classmates were always very uneasy about loneliness. They ran in the dense rain curtains. On his head, they shone brightly together, and the hats were filled with water, but they were also pouting, and they were not happy. Look like. Is this the moisturizing of the rain? We laughed at him, but envied him. For us, we only have to hide under the umbrella, listening to the rain and the umbrella of Enron. The most fun time to run in the rain is with the angels. At the middle of the school, there was a sudden rain and it was very flustered. I suddenly made a joke, pulled up the angel, stepped on the ditch with a shallow foot, and ran straight out of the campus. It��s so fun, I don��t care if I don��t catch a cold, I don��t know how to cool it. It��s just that the raindrops of the big bean are in our bodies. It��s really soaked, and the bones are cold and cold, but the heart is happy. We huddled and hid under a big umbrella Marlboro Cigarettes, then we laughed. Warm air, wet fragrance. Another time, I went out to buy food in the middle of the rain Carton Of Cigarettes. After waiting for a long time, the people who bought the food did not return. Several people had only one umbrella, and they were afraid that when they went out Wholesale Cigarettes, no one would come back, and they waited anxiously, guessing the reason very funny. When we were hungry, we had to go back to the classroom when we were in class. We found that the box had been set up on the table, and the people who bought the food had already returned for a long time. We are angry and laughing, and the constant rain outside the window, laughing and laughing, printing those joys in the rain. |
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