"He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest; My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song. I thought that love would last forever; I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood, For nothing now can ever come to any good."
惜日:123.235.1.207
“I feed u and cloth u” 说到底都是食品工业化的错兰陵王冯绍峰只能怪人太多了吗不这样怎么养得活怎么降低价格能接受原始的杀生少量吃农家自己的蛋及牲畜其他的尽最大努力不吃食物和实验以外的对动物的残害应当坚决抵制