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黛玉焚稿（Daiyu burning draft） The early summer garden plant, loutai reflection into the pond. A sickly Xiaoxiangguan back to her, dont get up. The medicine also refuses to accept, the ginseng son also doesnt need, the rice son also doesnt eat, the gruel son also doesnt taste. The day feeling tired entranced, sleepless night to hate long missed. A small waist thin without a disease, a sallow face and apricot. Dont cough, Ying sound dumb, Jiaochuan difficult to stop a piece of powder. Children have become white lips Benglie, covered with dry eye without light. Since know weak hold children, small children life living in the world is not afraid of it, but the limited time. (swing board) Thought to Confidante since ancient times, poor fate, who like me I was more worthy of friendless and penniless. Only from the infant were unfortunate, Chunxuan are abandoned in the funeral. No brothers and sisters, only one place was desolate. The poor slave out door a Ruonv, I was running the number of skyline road long. When I arrived in Beijing, my uncle and aunt stayed with me, and I was always reminded of the kindness. Although the flesh of my body by loved ones, what is in people under the eaves to Yang qi. Although my grandmother loved me, fine twists and turns, how careful?. Condition old mans spirit short, children Sun Youzhong, where dare to hold spoil, act like a spoiled mother. (swing board) My uncle and aunt are nothing but guests. I want to you, but she is also resistant to risks outside light. In the garden we are sisters lover, is too afraid to provoke the famine. The girl was more difficult to deal with, I Rao is such modest anti me mad. From identity that men despise, make broken scheming security health. Every day with the class changnuo Hu, Also do not know the roots in the car. This is called in the human eaves, with people, I only end up from their own sweet and sour taste. Even more, that cousin Baoyu, we are often close, I two people from the children living togethe