"The Hairpin Phoenix"

Meet late. Confusion.

The initial knowledge should have been shallow.

Envy. The words are slightly warm.

Ancient road soft intestines, monsoon garden.

Reed, reed, reined.

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Wind on the south shore. Suddenly.

The willow branches are as light and tough as swifts.

The piano tone turns. Colorful clouds appear.

The flowers fall and bloom, and the thoughts are gentle.

Read, read, read.

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