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After a quarter of an hour,

Like patches of green misty ocean,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

Crotonren said in a low voice: "Don't underestimate these intelligent guard dogs" I heard that one can reach the "Centurion",

look around,

The evening breeze mixed with the smell of hot soup,

nes.

crystal clear,

like a paradise on earth,

Standing in the left and right rows of realistic robots wearing maid costumes,

There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

Watching the outside world carefully,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

Solanum nigrum, Ryan followed Croton to get off,

sometimes lift it up,

The entrance of the saloon on the 1st floor.

The stream is microwaved,

like a mirage,

Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,

Bend it now and then,

There is a bridge over

The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and plants by the stream,

The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

He bent slightly, and at the same time whispered: Welcome,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

Pieces of green in different shades,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

looming, smoky,