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All kinds of wild flowers like stars densely covered in the green grass that did not cross the knee, the wind moves the grass, the flower moves, the fresh fragrance floats, let a person be intoxicated. The wild flower is ignored by passers-by, but it is still fragrant. Flowers fade, but it is still willing to do red. Ephemeral epiphyllum, but it is still stunning.

The waterfall is flowing, gently rising from the rocks, clear and bright, gently combed by the breeze. It is probably the sky weaver's silver thread carelessly dropped in the world, otherwise, which to this soft as wind, floating like rain waterfall? The waterfall cascades smoothly from the top of a high hill, heedless of the rocks below,

The fawn was a lovely creature, with Silky Silky hair like brocade, bright eyes like stars, and long, thin legs like Golden Canes. Its forked horns are obstinate and hard; its Brown, gleaming eyes are both kind and hateful, brave and wise; its long, Slender Neck stands upright as a symbol of unyielding, its wavy waist, covered with yellowish winter hair, really called beautiful, four upright legs, it seems to gather all the strength of its body. Ah, it's beautiful