Some people are always forced by it
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People who love it say it’s a kind of delicious liquid
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Put aside all the troubles, running in the place you like is no longer higher than time, there are some clouds and light winds and your heart beat, the world is so beautiful, open arms and embrace, panting and thirsty, even if you become a cactus, you have to use sweat to exchange for another kind of carefree heart, be sure not to be impatient and not to be impatient, just move on the road without KPI indicators, run in your own track for health, wine is packed into various utensils to accompany you How many people have consumed wine for it for thousands of years, but they look innocent
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After listening to the human confession, I’m still looking at the sunshine of early spring
My fingers knock out new tea and old wine in my mind, and record the encounter in some time
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They raise their glasses and blush and say, “I’m drunk only for my confidant, but I’m sober all my life
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People who hate it say it’s a kind of chronic poisonous water
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In the afternoon, I chose a street corner in Changsha to see the fallen leaves on the tree through the window I’m sitting alone in the teahouse, watching the notes flowing, watching the waning sun
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Li Lanying’s story about the author: Li Lanying’s career executives who love life and “literary youth” who have a little feelings try to record their own voice in this colorful world
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