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VicentaLakin
The dates are the taste of the northerners, and the dates are wrapped up because someone loves them. As a southerner, I thought I could only accept the sauce. I didn't know the dates tasted so attractive to me. I never liked rice. I could eat two in one breath. When she was a child, she planted a date tree in her yard, and every time she went to her home, I ran under the tree to see if it had any results, and then she ate the vine of the date tree: “This girl, standard food, says hello to the date tree every time she comes back, I don't even care.” And when it comes to the tree results, Grandma always leaves the date on the tree so that it matures, and then I'll take it off when I get back. The trees of the south are small, but sweet. You have no reason not to love it...
VicentaLakin
The Queen is still fond of red beans, and the request is that they should not be too soft, and the rice should not be too rotten! That's how you chew your head! The Queen Mother loves tea. I had to make a pot of tea and then come up on the balcony with the old man. The Queen Mother prefers to drink iron, and the old man tastes like me. For that reason, the Queen and the Grand Master are fighting each day for tea, hip-hop. I thought the problem would be solved, and who knows who's supposed to make the tea for my daughter, whether it's an iron bar or a Pu-Mo, and then it's over! In the end, I drank my mom and I drank the Iron Pronunciation, so that the Queen and the Grandfather would calm down for tea. There are old children, and they're happy.
VicentaLakin
Curry beef is my old man's favorite! The boss opened up three times in a row and took it to the balcony. The Queen is afraid that the old man will have to eat, that he can't digest. In 10 minutes, the old man walked back to the kitchen and went looking for curry. The Queen is hiding something. Can you find it? I'm spicy, I'm supposed to be with my father... and I'm happy to have tea, so I can make a pot of tea for me when I get home. Then the Queen joins the Queen's family and makes me make tea every day. Later on, we had plenty of tea, and the tea room had grown bigger, and in the end, we had bought a two-door refrigerator to make a sound. The old man's demand for tea is getting higher, and I have to fly a few times a year to buy tea, and then I like to drink Pu-Ma, and the old man likes Pu-Ma's tea, and finally his old man will judge the soup head of Pu-Ma's tea. The quality of this tea is absolutely inferior, the super poor... the quality of the tea should be free from pain or suffering and without a clear sense of obscurity. The entrance to tea soup, which is the first element of good tea, feels the smell of tea and gives people a sense of glycol. Look at what my old man said. The whole prodigy!
