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A woman is like the moon, she didn't like the fire, brilliant, nor the stars of excessive, complicated, she was still in blossom a gentleness, a clear, beside you inadvertently, gently, not even the flower that quietly open stirred. However, if you get in the fog, clear among fans haze static feeling, you will be intoxicated carefully in the water in the moonlight.
The moon is soft laugh woman. "QiaoXiaoQianXi MeiMuPanXi" charm, charm and not make public, empty again not illusory, just like in the valley of blue flowers blooming stealthily, when the wind is blowing gently, will be glad to confide her fragrance, telling her story, blue sky and white clouds or LaHui setting, you'll hear the softly, this woman like sounds of laughter laughter, wash our ears to wash.
