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Gently close the curtains, listening to whispers whispering wind and rain outside the window. Maybe I'm too Chou Chang, this rain maybe a happiness of it. That the streets coming and going, strange things Huachou umbrella, dotted with small lights at dusk, no hurry, seems to have forgotten that this is winter. Raindrop splash, dancing Brisk and soaked the Huachou umbrella.
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a Xinchuang, long time did not open. Furrowed brow, appearing little sound of water. I forgot that thanks to my beautiful years of it? That woman swaying water's edge, but the shallow tis the day crimson? Through the silent sound of water, stirred up many memories like smoke? No breakdown.
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fact, has long wanted to open a Xinchuang, but unfortunately, the rain is always quietly at your back, wet dream window lattice. Fortunately, the holding capacity of Seoul this season, so that all sorrow is turned into a gentle rain, wind and rain are no longer afraid of the invasion. This fact has long been stained obsessed rain bay windows, silently return of the years bit by bit mellow.
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this small window, swaying, yellowed books memo, flowing rivers and lakes dream gentle touch. I remember Xinchuang light to open, let the dream once again ignited.
the rain, how there is no moment stop? Do you really want to flow into a river? That would be fine. I can remember thinking quietly, quietly flowing, until it turned into a river.
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