Rose

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I picked a bunch of pink rose in the morning .I fell in love with her in an instant.What a cutest fairy ,forgotten back to heaven.Sweeter than honey than ever.Just like a poem,a look is a lief.

The sun is someone urging her to go home.Thus he is plating a layer of gold on her lace.When he is the fiercest,she have to give back the bright,and be the most original yellow look.

What a pity!Is this the worst side of the sun?

For a moment,I understand what you want me to understand:After enjoying the most shineing time, then forget everything.

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