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Piles of bonfire lit in the woods, the fuel is dry twigs, where dry twigs, dried reeds everywhere, and a mouth on the campfire cauldron frame braved curl of white smoke, looked at his eyes, weary militia surrounded look in front of a campfire to have some spirit, listening to a large pot of water Gulp turned loud, nasal gruel taste and flew into the crowd, let tory burch factory outlet smelling fragrance rice, feeling a rare moment of ease. Waves of the river to flutter in the wind off the bonfire flames rising, little Martian separate volume to the crowd sitting in front of the fire from the flames, although the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather was very hot during the day, at night, a river of wind blowing, the crowd around the front of the fire just to feel the warmth, do not feel hot.
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