"Yao Step Grass, Branch Branch Leaf Golden Cui"

The branches are golden and green, and the fog locks the garden.

The path is light and windy, and the fall is slow.

Counting the dawn of the moon, the night is still missing, and the feather yarn is slightly curled.

Miss the temple mud swallow.

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Dream clouds. All kinds of flowers, in autumn, the rhyme is simple.

In the mirror, the eyebrows are raised, and the painted windows reflect the shore of the lake.

Turquoise dots, hosta hairpins.

Cooked rice paper exhibition, Meilan splashed ink new inkstone.

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