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• 2009-Nov-1 - Fresh Sea
| Fresh salty sea breeze carries mulberry handbag a fishy smell blown over, Zhou Qing, lying on the edge of the beach on top of a blue sky, the sun hanging high overhead, white sandy beaches stretching a thousand miles a thousand miles, only the numerous species of seabirds, or the sky flying or predation on the beach to stay on top of huge sea turtles crawled up from the shallow inside, above the sun on the beach shells, vibrant, but they did not see signs of human habitation, the beach is the tall trees behind the mountains, appears to be a land - and do not know how big the sea in the distance looms a few black spots, apparently the island and so on. !and!quotMao sun star officer, is not down Jiujia!!and!quot Zhou Qing sit, watching the sun in the sky, the hearts with a sigh. To Xianjie and human community, like a sun, moon and stars, but there is no human so much, that is, 365 horoscope, Ershibasu, there are tribes Xing Jun charge of the gods, according to the number of Zhou!and!39s reincarnation, which Mao sun star officer, is custody of the sun god sunset. |
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