Three fish, "Huan", "Sheng" and "Xiao", swim happily in the French blue Seine. A wooden boat full of silk and porcelain crossed over. Green Tsui wave overturned the river. A few red crystal fish more transparent, sparkling. Hilarious laughter to say: "hey! What a beautiful silk and porcelain. I heard that there is a very magical fascination on the East side. We travel to the Pearl of the East to go, okay?" Laughing put the tail, nodded his head. Happy side also delighted, even clap: "Great, great!" In a coconut wind morning, they miraculously along the strange daylight, together to the distant east to swim . They crossed the blue sky of the Mediterranean Sea, saw the clouds floating, soaring seagulls. Colorful fish in the first-class whirlpool, kelp long breasts, such as fire, such as silk. Golden dazzling beaches, flocks of gulls from the time off, reef flashing blue light. Coconut trees, covered with a ball-like fruit, in the salty sea breeze moist, roll away. Sails little shadow, with the waves. Wave crest subversion, in the blue old Reef wall, whistling throw snow spray, splashing gull Ling, splashed purple rainbow ... An old woodman, awkwardly playing with him stranded ship on the barren . His cloudy eyes, looking at the vast sea level. Then a heavy sigh. A wave peak, they hold high waves, like a butterfly, like a star. They swim round the clock day and night, travel ah, travel nine nine eighty-one days. Across the ocean, bypassing the Kuril Strait. In the spring of the South China Sea, swim on the East River. Dongjiang, a jade-like river, flowing through five thousand years, quietly flowing to the ancient East. The river, with a bright pearl, its name is - Shenzhen. Oh, how charming the river, how crystal pearls! Three fish flow round and round, they swim into a circle, parked. They settled under a cluster of red algae. They suck the snow from the Tianshan Mountains and eat the grain grown in fertile soil. They breathe along with the Yellow River and the Taishan Wuyue together. One day, the fish came to a steel glass building. They seem to be into a Crystal Palace, magnificent, radiant. Their cylinder like a blue crystal, springs through Bi, miscellaneous four put. Colorful blisters, like drops of dew in the fog, sparkling eye-catching. Yuquan, such as Qiong pulp, bait like sweet potatoes. A fairy dressed in a skirt like lotus, Tingtingyuyu aside. Gazing affectionately at them, so longing, so into the gods. This dance of the elves ah, like camellia, wins red beans, so light, so happy. They are in the spit bud, in full bloom, in the spring of co-beat; is the fire, spewing, sorghum, burning! That is the tea in the snow, the thaw in the frozen soil. In rhythm, rising, fighting! It was a rosy paper-cut, cut golden autumn, cut out plump fields. They stick to the persimmon and stick to the suona. Fat baby hugged, embrace the festive New Year, hold good weather. Fish flow through her slender hands, flowing through multicolored pens, flowing into the river of Tang poetry and Song Ci. Flow into the moon nursery nursery rhyme. Into the exotic smile ... ... so boiling, so pure. They swim across the cotton and the shadow is printed on the cotton cloth; They swim through. Warm piece of land; warm heart. They are the four seasons of hyacinths, mushrooms blossoming grass. Wealth Advisor Hotline:
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