A rare encounter in my life, the owner of the hotel heard the local accent, so he cooked Qinghai noodles for us openly. The couple kneaded the noodles, washed the vegetables and put the soup in the house. Outside the house was our singing. The small courtyard was raining. Sheng Lili...
Wake up in the morning by the first ray of sunshine in the morning, the sun is very warm on the bed, the children's playing sound gradually fades away, and I am curious to ask the boss to realize that we are awakened, and take the little grandson out for a walk in the morning. Now, the courtyard is quiet, only the wind
Hi a trace of warmth, the hustle and bustle of the pavilion I
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