Second, delete the message. Who else is there?
As the title says, this is the second time I have deleted a message in just a few days. Who else would be like me?
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At this moment, the language is like pearls, the luminous pearl you hold tightly in your mouth. Only spitting out the subtle fragrance of plums, snow blossoms. The vast sea in the chest, hundreds and thousands of miles, cannot flow out water. Someone who keeps their mouth shut like a bottle, the tip of the tongue does not grow pasture, cannot let out cattle and sheep. The fence of eyelashes blocks the spring breeze. The spring breeze
Why can't it be deleted, I'm speechless, may Buddha bless, may Xiao Dian also bless, so shallow, step aside, may the royal also bless, my friend didn't see it, ok
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