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Yantao wandered out of the door and wandered casually in the street.
Australia is an ancient city.
A city that combines Gothic architectural style with Chinese traditional architectural style has many iconic scenic spots.
There are many peace pigeons in the peace square in the city center.
White and gray, many tourists hold a hand of bread crumbs to feed.
But often as soon as they walked past, the peace dove flapped its wings and rushed into the sky. When the tourists left, the dove carefully fell down and pecked for bread crumbs.
Master Yan stood behind the statue, avoiding the crowded place. Suddenly, she smiled, raised her arms and opened her lips.
The melodious whistle rises qinglingling and is sent out along the wind.
Peace square has always been a place where people gather, including street vagrants, performers and painters.
Originally, they were intoxicated with playing, bending over to make money, or pulling people to sell themselves. However, for a moment, Yu Guang saw a large number of pigeons flapping their wings and flying.
In the past, these pigeons fled in all directions.
At this moment, they are reflecting the golden afterglow of the sunset and fly to the feet of the young man standing under the sculpture of peace.
Then silently folded up his wings and wandered at his feet.
Facing the light, I couldn't see the boy clearly.
Only from her tall and straight posture and Gao Hua's bearing to form a vague first impression.
Should be a handsome young man with lazy temperament.
She leaned slightly to avoid some pigeons that almost hit her, and a gentle smile slowly appeared on her lips.
The pigeons who dominate the peace square are like a cat in front of the boy, just circling around the boy.
Only a little pigeon, just born, stumbled to spread its wings and flew again and again, but it couldn't fly far. It jumped anxiously, and its soft feathers blew up. The visitors were a little anxious.
"Goo Goo!"
"Goo Goo Goo!"
The little pigeon was so anxious that it couldn't fly with its wings.
Yantao glanced at her low eyes and suddenly smiled. She walked out of the backlight. Her slender legs were wrapped in black trousers, which made her figure even more contrary to the sky.
Her lips were slightly pursed, her eyebrows gently laughed, squatted down and waved to the stupid little pigeon.
The boy's good-looking side face fell into the eyes of the people in the square, which attracted an exclamation.
The painter held the brush and stared at Yan Tao. The paint as big as beans dropped on the paper without finding it.
He opened his eyes wide and exclaimed, "my God... He is a perfect work of art."
The child pulled his mother's hand and jumped, "Mom, mom, look at that brother! I'll look as good as him when I grow up!"
Mother's eyes were mixed with amazement and love. She spoke for a long time and mercilessly strangled the little boy's dream in the cradle: "don't think about it, just your father's genes, it's impossible in this life!"
"Wow!"
The little boy was so sad that he cried loudly.
The little boy's father... My heart is dead, too.
I never knew my wife hated me so much.
But my wife still loves me.
Then he heard his mother holding her heart and looking sad, "why! Why don't you let me live ten years later!"
Dad... My heart is gone.
Yantao pointed at the little pigeon and said in a nice voice, "little fool, come here."
The little pigeon made her breast jump, jump, jump, jump, and then heard a flutter, and it flew!
The crowd was stunned.
What else can you do?
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Yantao wandered out of the door and wandered casually in the street.
Australia is an ancient city.
A city that combines Gothic architectural style with Chinese traditional architectural style has many iconic scenic spots.
There are many peace pigeons in the peace square in the city center.
White and gray, many tourists hold a hand of bread crumbs to feed.
But often as soon as they walked past, the peace dove flapped its wings and rushed into the sky. When the tourists left, the dove carefully fell down and pecked for bread crumbs.
Master Yan stood behind the statue, avoiding the crowded place. Suddenly, she smiled, raised her arms and opened her lips.
The melodious whistle rises qinglingling and is sent out along the wind.
Peace square has always been a place where people gather, including street vagrants, performers and painters.
Originally, they were intoxicated with playing, bending over to make money, or pulling people to sell themselves. However, for a moment, Yu Guang saw a large number of pigeons flapping their wings and flying.
In the past, these pigeons fled in all directions.
At this moment, they are reflecting the golden afterglow of the sunset and fly to the feet of the young man standing under the sculpture of peace.
Then silently folded up his wings and wandered at his feet.
Facing the light, I couldn't see the boy clearly.
Only from her tall and straight posture and Gao Hua's bearing to form a vague first impression.
Should be a handsome young man with lazy temperament.
She leaned slightly to avoid some pigeons that almost hit her, and a gentle smile slowly appeared on her lips.
The pigeons who dominate the peace square are like a cat in front of the boy, just circling around the boy.
Only a little pigeon, just born, stumbled to spread its wings and flew again and again, but it couldn't fly far. It jumped anxiously, and its soft feathers blew up. The visitors were a little anxious.
"Goo Goo!"
"Goo Goo Goo!"
The little pigeon was so anxious that it couldn't fly with its wings.
Yantao glanced at her low eyes and suddenly smiled. She walked out of the backlight. Her slender legs were wrapped in black trousers, which made her figure even more contrary to the sky.
Her lips were slightly pursed, her eyebrows gently laughed, squatted down and waved to the stupid little pigeon.
The boy's good-looking side face fell into the eyes of the people in the square, which attracted an exclamation.
The painter held the brush and stared at Yan Tao. The paint as big as beans dropped on the paper without finding it.
He opened his eyes wide and exclaimed, "my God... He is a perfect work of art."
The child pulled his mother's hand and jumped, "Mom, mom, look at that brother! I'll look as good as him when I grow up!"
Mother's eyes were mixed with amazement and love. She spoke for a long time and mercilessly strangled the little boy's dream in the cradle: "don't think about it, just your father's genes, it's impossible in this life!"
"Wow!"
The little boy was so sad that he cried loudly.
The little boy's father... My heart is dead, too.
I never knew my wife hated me so much.
But my wife still loves me.
Then he heard his mother holding her heart and looking sad, "why! Why don't you let me live ten years later!"
Dad... My heart is gone.
Yantao pointed at the little pigeon and said in a nice voice, "little fool, come here."
The little pigeon made her breast jump, jump, jump, jump, and then heard a flutter, and it flew!
The crowd was stunned.
What else can you do?
Yantao wandered out of the door and wandered casually in the street.Australia is an ancient city.A city that combines Gothic architectural style with Chinese traditional architectural style has many iconic scenic spots.There are many peace pigeons in the peace square in the city center.White and gray, many tourists hold a hand of bread crumbs to feed.But often as soon as they walked past, the peace dove flapped its wings and rushed into the sky. When the tourists left, the dove carefully fell down and pecked for bread crumbs.Master Yan stood behind the statue, avoiding the crowded place. Suddenly, she smiled, raised her arms and opened her lips.The melodious whistle rises qinglingling and is sent out along the wind.Peace square has always been a place where people gather, including street vagrants, performers and painters.Originally, they were intoxicated with playing, bending over to make money, or pulling people to sell themselves. However, for a moment, Yu Guang saw a large number of pigeons flapping their wings and flying.In the past, these pigeons fled in all directions.At this moment, they are reflecting the golden afterglow of the sunset and fly to the feet of the young man standing under the sculpture of peace.Then silently folded up his wings and wandered at his feet.Facing the light, I couldn't see the boy clearly.Only from her tall and straight posture and Gao Hua's bearing to form a vague first impression.Should be a handsome young man with lazy temperament.She leaned slightly to avoid some pigeons that almost hit her, and a gentle smile slowly appeared on her lips.The pigeons who dominate the peace square are like a cat in front of the boy, just circling around the boy.Only a little pigeon, just born, stumbled to spread its wings and flew again and again, but it couldn't fly far. It jumped anxiously, and its soft feathers blew up. The visitors were a little anxious."Goo Goo!""Goo Goo Goo!"The little pigeon was so anxious that it couldn't fly with its wings.Yantao glanced at her low eyes and suddenly smiled. She walked out of the backlight. Her slender legs were wrapped in black trousers, which made her figure even more contrary to the sky.Her lips were slightly pursed, her eyebrows gently laughed, squatted down and waved to the stupid little pigeon.The boy's good-looking side face fell into the eyes of the people in the square, which attracted an exclamation.The painter held the brush and stared at Yan Tao. The paint as big as beans dropped on the paper without finding it.He opened his eyes wide and exclaimed, "my God... He is a perfect work of art."The child pulled his mother's hand and jumped, "Mom, mom, look at that brother! I'll look as good as him when I grow up!"Mother's eyes were mixed with amazement and love. She spoke for a long time and mercilessly strangled the little boy's dream in the cradle: "don't think about it, just your father's genes, it's impossible in this life!""Wow!"The little boy was so sad that he cried loudly.The little boy's father... My heart is dead, too.I never knew my wife hated me so much.But my wife still loves me.Then he heard his mother holding her heart and looking sad, "why! Why don't you let me live ten years later!"Dad... My heart is gone.Yantao pointed at the little pigeon and said in a nice voice, "little fool, come here."The little pigeon made her breast jump, jump, jump, jump, and then heard a flutter, and it flew!The crowd was stunned.What else can you do?
