It is whose strand rainband old day of the sky seems to be troubled by rise the tweedle that the handle gently that does not have drop of the sound of rain is flapping my window resembles grace gently Circling my Morpheus Awake when me Rain has not stopped to pass through window lattice accidentally The Gong Feng of suddenly far hill still has golden ginkgo beauty to be like hole front courtyard Excessive is full double eye |
Orignal From: Autumn rain music
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