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... really a stretch of five fingers! In this night, the ghost has to turn his nose and turn, and the cat will hate it for a good beard and can't be the insect's tentacles.
In the late night of the winter, the mountain winds roared.
The hay and the bare branches made a strange noise, and the surrounding area was dark and almost impossible to see any scenes.
The branches are swayed by the mountain wind. Under the reflection of the slight moonlight, the shadow of the reflection o ...
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