It's a meeting

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says the mother-in-law saw a cow chasing a weasel, pulling a beak out of her hand, drawing a wide river, separating the weave from her, so that the loving couple can only look to each other day and day.

weavers miss the oxen, and are always standing on the other side of the milky way, day and night, with the wind and rain.

cowboys also miss weavers so much that they look through autumn water.

the weaver saw a couple of herds flying across the coast and wrote a few words to the cower: "weave to the shore, look at aroon, the silver-hot ocean, and look forward to the twilight, and so on." after reading the letter from the weaver, the cower writes: "the couple are so close, the cower is so sad, he can't sleep at night until he is reunited." i'll write it over to the weaver.

after reading, weavers shed tears and write to the cattle, expressing their resolve to love each other.

that's how you write to each other, you come to me, you keep on.

this day, she was about to fly to the other side with the letter of the weaver, which was intercepted by the mother and mother.

the mother-in-law opens a letter and says, "the world is full of tears and tears, and she hates her mother-in-law." the mother-in-law feels that the weaver and the cow are already very emotional, very loving and difficult to break.

it's fate and destiny.

although mortals cannot match the fairies of heaven, they are already heartless.

it's not for me to break up this marriage.

after a long review, the mother-in-law wrote a letter to the bridesmaid to bring her: "hicks help help the way the galactic bridge rises, and once a year we're together, and i don't blame myself!" {\chffffff}{\ch00ffff}{\ch00ffff} {\chffffff}{\ch00ffff}{\ch00ffff} look at that.

since then, each year, on the evening of the seventh month of the agricultural calendar, weavers meet in the milky way with the bulls, and the bridesmaids make a bridge.

it has been known as the convergence of the convergence and has continued to this day.

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