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<title>十年后，我们不经意间再次相遇，她低声问我：“这些年过得好吗？她对你好吧。”我很伤感，说：“我还没结婚，一直等你。”她眼圈红了红，说：“你晚上7点来宾馆找我吧。”七夕夜，月如钩，我手捧鲜花，提前半小时来到宾馆，她迎我进去，招呼我坐下，幽幽问道：“你听说过安利吗？”……</title>
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<title>一日，一位在北京堵车长达几小时的朋友终于无法忍受，他暴跳如雷的打开车门，拉开后备箱，从里面拿出一根长长的木棍。所有堵车的人吃惊的看着他，只见他大骂着把地上一只蜗牛敲的粉碎，一边敲一边骂着：“看你还敢跟踪我！&quot;</title>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Posting by QQQ:-D, Tuesday, February 21, 2012, 22:44:</em></p><p>[ No text ]</p>]]></content:encoded>
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