Another year press section, really want to open the throat, enjoy singing.
my heart swell an exciting affair, both steeped in elegant northern winter light snow, but also recollections in the cold and warm seasons, like the total feel a ray of thoughts in the early winter breeze and with the rhythm . But hidden inside
vague shy,
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So,
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I always feel the uncrowned emperor in the world plus the heads of reporters in the mining area is too luxury. Not that I have any bias, but because of the nature of the mine and that they are doomed to miss the beautiful ring. You see, mine has broken journalists gender boundaries, whether you are a jade tree in the meaning of Innocent son, or Jiaoqiao sparkling lady,
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description reminds me of some words of love, love of mine, a love that mine's fiery life, love of her prosperity, love her sometime love the simple miners, miners more love that cavity hot.
I always feel like this mining area north of reporters in early winter snow, ethereal and elegant, Sabian every corner of the mine, they hurriedly inadvertently will figure in the cold and warmth in For the good of ablation, However, because they figure drifting across the mine life will flash as an impressionistic landscape, was a blur of light ink lightly sketched, Yun-dense gas, ups and majestic.
I do not want the mine is great journalists, reporters do not want to say mine is selfless, but I was deeply aware of their blood gushing with a fine passion, their chest enlivened with an exquisitely carved heart,
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glad that he had been a special correspondent, is more fortunate to have so many mining journalists.
really want to he was a singer in northern winter season, as warm friends of mine sing journalists.
on November 7, 2008