Last year's spring rain was continuous, and Chunxuan sighed far away at home. This summer, tears are pouring down, and the mercy is already across the clouds.

(Wuxu mangzhong, summer rain surging, citing old works, "Spring Night Feeling".) The feeling is fleeting, more than September, and Huaici tears.

Boulder in Wuxu Mengxia XXIII)

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