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TXT, the latest chapter of the Imperial Master-the afterglow of the sunset, sprinkled with holy land, Ann prairie, soft and warm. On the breezy grass, the golden waves are layered, just like a loyal servant laying a quilt for his sleeping master. ...
On the hillside in the distance, a young couple are enjoying this rare beauty. ...
When the last ray of sunshine can't stand the fatigue of a day's "work" and falls into the arms of the sleeping god, the grassland is particularly calm and peaceful. ...
"Matthews, if one day Maura (one of death) comes to pick me up, you …" The girl turned and immediately asked the silver-haired boy beside her.
"Hee hee, I won't let Maura have a chance to come to you before I meet the true God, hehe," the young man boldly interrupted his sweetheart, but his tone was more of a joke.
"Believe me, Elena, no one can take you away from me." The teenager turned around and looked straight into his lover's eyes, which seemed to reveal the firmness and infinite sincerity of the oath.
"Oh, how can you understand now?" The girl sighed softly and leaned against the boy's shoulder, and a tear slipped quietly. ...
Good things are always short-lived, especially in troubled times. I don't know who once said such a sentence- ...