Flower front Billard half the sky, then only way is empty. Before the bitter boat, the flowers were full of rotten flowers, and the bright moon covered the curtain. For smell months fairy song, how-resistant human dawn cold. The world is far away from my dream, and the moon is full in three days and three nights. June 11 days a year, it was ridiculous that it was too unreasonable at that time. If the heart is already cold, how to add new words to old words? Window moon Toru Hanguang, unsupported unprovoked What consider. Months no year song, teach small talk can not forget. No wish, no words, no words, no leisure in the sky. Don’t be bitter, don’t forget, don’t be hurt, who gives the Cold Moon sad?

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My daughter called last night and asked if she could pick up Sanjiu mushrooms. She also joked whether I was tired of eating. I know my daughter wants to eat Sanjiu mushroom, and she is even homesick. The city where she lived was still snowing a few days ago, so she couldn’t eat thirty-nine mushrooms! So I decided to sell some tomorrow and save it for her to come back to eat after her leave. Early morning. My mother called me and asked me to go back, saying that she had picked up a lot of Sanjiu mushrooms and went to get some to eat. I really want whatever I want. My mother is a master of picking up Sanjiu mushrooms. Every year, she eats a lot of Sanjiu mushrooms picked up by her old man. The Sanjiu mushrooms picked up by her are generally not sold, no matter how much money others give, they don’t sell it. Besides giving us food, they say they still need to leave some for favor. Home. My mother gave me a convenient bag, which was full of three or nine mushrooms, more than three jin. I didn’t want a lot, so I asked her to save some for herself. She said yes, and turned around to make a sieve. There were indeed many in it, but all of them were left, old and big, some of them also have worm eyes. I want to change some good ones for her, but she won’t let them. Back. My wife took the Sanjiu mushroom and poured it out to pick it up again. I asked it what it was doing. She said, “pick up some big, old, not fresh ones to drink soup, leave the rest in the refrigerator and wait for my daughter to come back to eat together. Oh, just know that the hearts of mothers all over the world are the same!

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