When the sun put into a piece of golden wheat at Brush
Mother
Your birthday party will be at harvest in the Concerto
Schedule
This loess is God's special cake for you
Will be with you everywhere candlelight sickle
Folded, cut down
I told you at the candlelight fall behind
Very satisfied with your smile
This is the only permit you to my birthday the way you
In fact, what I would like to say
Or even a word
A word or
Such as bending your bow still big grain of sweat
Such as the ejection of blood into the setting sun behind
Finally can be put in the breakdown of any high-sounding
Sickle announced break
I want to finally have the opportunity to speak out for your phrase has long been suppressed, then the
First you have to sweat
Asleep
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