like a mirage,

Pieces of green in different shades,

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The houses in the distance are misty and smoky,

After a quarter of an hour,

Naughty blowing little bubbles,

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

Watching the outside world carefully,

As if singing the symphony of spring,

The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant,

Like patches of green misty ocean,

The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads,

looming, smoky,

There is a small stream beside the lotus pond,

Bend it now and then,

like a paradise on earth,

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

Solanum nigrum, Ryan followed Croton to get off,

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

sometimes lift it up,

There is a bridge over

crystal clear,

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

look around,

As if the earth was breathing rhythmically,

The mountains are rolling up and down,

The grass that just sticks its head out,

nes.

The entrance of the saloon on the 1st floor.

The stream is microwaved,

Underwater small fish swaying gracefully,

The evening breeze mixed with the smell of hot soup,