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The year is at the spring,
And day is at the morn; Morning is at seven, The hillside is dew-pearled; The lark is on the wing, The snail is on the thorn; God is in his heaven, All is right with the world. |
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The year is at the spring,
And day is at the morn; Morning is at seven, The hillside is dew-pearled; The lark is on the wing, The snail is on the thorn; God is in his heaven, All is right with the world. |
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苍天之下`桑海茫茫`我为你破海沉珠`穿越轮回`怎料只得一指烟火灿烂? |
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Div智者一只,为什么智者就非当靶子?其实i系的也不错哦!
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