Wednesday, August 18, 2010

shoes lying in the garbage

shoes lying in the garbage unable to bear the loneliness, shoes first spoke;put me on the pillow, waiting for the coming Spring Festival. my little master set a voluntary early age grow up to become a high ranking official, and his run down to business. In the bumper year, the young master to play with me everywhere, small owner laughter, I still vividly remembered. However, I later but that he had abandoned. take me to the hotel, the Secretary, thanks to Mayor hh.

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