Pudding Sister (ebonyrose826)

I treat thorns as a field covered with flowers, and there is nothing in the world that can torment me.

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Beauty and demon are idle, picking mulberry trees on the road. The soft strips are fluttering and the fallen leaves are graceful and graceful. I see my bare hands in my sleeves, and my bright wrist is adorned with a golden ring. On the head is a golden noble hairpin, and on the waist is a jade crown. 笔记

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Beauty and demon are idle, picking mulberry trees on the road. The soft strips are fluttering and the fallen leaves are graceful and graceful. I see my bare hands in my sleeves, and my bright wrist is adorned with a golden ring. On the head is a golden noble hairpin, and on the waist is a jade crown. 笔记

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I treat thorns as a field covered with flowers, and there is nothing in the world that can torment me.

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