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Drunk butterfly
Author: wine butterfly
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Update time 20 10-7-2 18:33:54 words: 6 1
I just finished the college entrance examination, and it took me some time to volunteer. There is basically no update. Please forgive me. Starting today, the depressing chapter is over, and I also have time to code words. Please continue to follow me.
The first chapter wyndell dichinson Mid-Autumn Festival (I)
Update time 2010-6-130: 27:15 words: 3528.
"Shout ..." A teacup spun out of the hand of a shadow and slid along the edge of the ebony square table to the tea tray in the center of the square table. The teacup suddenly stopped and stood firmly in the middle of the tea tray, leaving only the tea in the teacup spinning alone. Shadow slowly moved to the yellow pear wooden chair next to the tea table and sat down slowly, with his hands on the armrest, lying on his back, breathing slowly, but his eyes were closed all the time, not knowing what was going on. The oblique moon shadow gradually reflected in the cup, swaying with the rotation of the tea, and gradually calmed down. Moonlight gently caressed the shadow of the moon, and slowly climbed onto the shadow's face. The heat in the teacup slowly faded, and the shadow's face gradually became clear, reflecting his cold appearance.
My cold face was illuminated by moonlight, and my eyes, which had been closed all the time, did not know when to open, and my clear eyes kept flashing against the moonlight.
Another year passed, 17 years ago, on the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon night, the same pear chair, but at that time, I was sitting in my father's arms. It's also ebony, but it's an ebony square table. It was the last reunion of their family, the last reunion night.
Under the grape trellis and beside the chrysanthemum pond, a child sat in his father's warm arms, his mother sat in the chair on the right and smiled at himself, and his father lovingly put stubble on his face.
"Hum, dad is not good. He always stabbed me with his beard, but the queen never did. " The child in the young man's arms pouted. The young man burst out laughing. ...