Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone. Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone. Silence the pianos and with muffled drum, Bring out the coffin... let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle, moaning overhead, Scribbling on the sky the message: He is Dead. Put crepe b
用户评论
酒酿桃叽
2024-10-07 12:31
夏天笑
2024-10-06 10:08
下雨
2024-10-07 05:14
鸡腿给你吃
2024-10-06 11:54
一起加油鸭
2024-10-07 03:56