The beauty of the world is Chu; The beauty of Chu lies in Mo Ruochen; The beauty minister is the son of boss Mo Ruochen. The owner's son, adding one point is too long, subtracting one point is too short, the powder is too white, and the vermicelli is too red. Eyebrows are like jade feathers, muscles are like snow, waist is like a bundle, and teeth are like scallops. Smile, confuse Yangcheng and fall in love with Cai. Looking back and smiling, the powder and paint of the Sixth Palace faded into nothingness. Such as tracing, such as slimming, I am afraid of rain clouds. Every gesture is very charming and lovely. Eyebrows are as pale as autumn water, jade muscles are accompanied by a breeze embroidered curtain, hibiscus smiles, leaning on the fragrant cheeks of precious ducks, and eyes are like guessing. Soft, skin solidified, collar like a salamander, teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head is a moth's eyebrow, she smiled and looked forward to it. Skin is like ice and snow, like a virgin; Don't eat grains, suck the wind and drink dew; Ride the dragon in the clouds and travel around the world; Its spirit is condensed, so that things are not incomplete and immature in the years. If you don't spit, you will be angry. Huarong is graceful, which makes me forget my meal. So the screen will collect wind, and the waves will calm the river. Feng Yi sings drums and Nu Wa sings. Teng Wenyu took the police to ride, and Luan died together. Six dragons go hand in hand, carrying the capacity of a cloud car, whales fly to the hub, and waterfowl fly as a precaution. So he went to the north. After Nangang, I returned to Qingyang and moved my lips to the handover outline with Chen. There are different ways to hate people and God, and it is not appropriate to hate the prime of life. Resist Luo Mei's tears, and the tears flow. Always mourn for a beautiful society. Mourn for the death and leave a foreign land. Love each other mercilessly and offer wisdom from the south of the Yangtze River. Although I am a grandson, my heart grows in the king. Suddenly I didn't realize what I had given up, and I was disappointed that God hid the light at night. So, I carried the mausoleum high on my back, leaving my mind to God, imagining my feelings and longing for my sadness. The complex shape of the dead body can be traced back to the royal canoe. Floating in the long river and forgetting to return, thinking about the governor. Sleepless at night, stained with countless frost. I'll go east when the servant drives. I hate to leave, but I can't. The most important thing is, you bow your head and smile, and you are full of amorous feelings around your eyebrows. The fragrant cheeks are ice-clean, and the rouge is not dyed and whitewashed; Clouds dipped in paint, green hair like waterfalls. If you refer to Qing Xiang, your eyes are like water and shear center is sad. Fang suddenly walked out of the greenhouse from Liu Wu. But when you leave, the birds will surprise the trees, and when you arrive, you will see the monastery. Fairy clothes suddenly float, I smell musk, clothes move, and listen to the clanging of rings. Smile at peach blossoms, clouds pile up into green buns, cherry blossoms bloom on the lips, and pomegranate teeth smell fragrant. The waist is clear, the return air dances with snow, pearls are shining, and the forehead is yellow. When you are in the flowers, you should be angry, you should be happy, you should wander on the pool, if you fly, if you fly. The moth smiles on her brow, and she can speak without words. The lotus steps move at first and stop at last. Envy each other's good quality, pure and pure, envy each other's gorgeous clothes, flash text. I love you, and I love you too. The attitude of the United States and other countries is very embarrassing. In fact, it snowed heavily in Chun Mei. How clean, autumn chrysanthemum cream. How quiet and empty. How beautiful, Xia Ying Cheng Tang. What is the text? The dragon swims in the winding swamp. What is its god? The moon shot at the icy river. We should be ashamed of writing, but we should be ashamed of Wang Qiang. Its shape is as beautiful and elegant as Youlong. Glory Qiuju, Song Chun, Hua Mao. Like a light Yun Zheyue, like the wind flowing back to the snow. Looking from a distance, if the sunrise rises; If you are forced to check it, it will burn like a wave. If you are satisfied with the fiber, you will shorten the fit. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as good as the elements. Neck stretching looks good, and its quality is exposed. If you don't add Fang Ze, you will get rich in lead. The clouds are towering and the eyebrows are repaired. Red lips are bright outside, white teeth are fresh inside, bright eyes are good at looking, and cymbals help. Elegant, elegant and quiet. Tender as water, charming language.

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