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mountain climbing (第21/23页)
ntain peaks, The spring breeze flutters across the pin grass, Drops of water dripping down the leaves, Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff, Only the kitten meows softly, Thousands of oysters surging, swarming out from the horse' s eye, Slip through the space and bee a wetnd, At this moment, The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right, The ever-flowing water droplets, From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock, Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff, The petite panting
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