Autumn midnight had struck the progressive, coolness, g-suite manchester cannot bear a thin blanket thickness is changed, wrapped tight. Children stumbled into the air, the bright moonlight through a window covered half of the bed, like a layer of beautiful gauze, gently stroking my cheek. Lying in bed light stroking thoughts, dimly aware of "Mid Autumn Festival" is a step towards me, suddenly all sorts of feelings with the brain.

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