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Both the moon and the planetesimals were swallowed up by the night, and there was indelible ink around them.
The heavy night is like thick asphalt, which soaks the sky and drowns, then slowly overflows, rolls down and penetrates, making the earth dark, just like a bottomless pit.
The sky is low, there is no wind, and the air seems to stagnate dully.
But the trees on both sides of the river path swayed gently and made strange noises.
This is the legendary evil wind?
I was so scared that I held the measuring instrument in my arms in fear.
It's cruel of you to ask us to hand in the water quality test report tomorrow, and in order to prevent us from copying each other, we also decided to draw lots to investigate the river.
If I am lucky enough not to be seen by ghosts tonight, my teaching evaluation this semester will definitely give you zero! .
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It seems that it is not the fault of the square. He arranged it a month in advance.
If someone hadn't mentioned tomorrow's report at the dormitory heart-to-heart meeting after lights out, I would have forgotten it.
Looking at the pink Garfield pajamas that I haven't had time to change, I sighed, which can only be called self-inflicted.
Without moonlight, the Yangliuhe at this time is like an eye socket of a skeleton, empty and dark. Occasionally, a river without waves will make a little counter-I don't know where. ...