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When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

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When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

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When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

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When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

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Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.

When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride. Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight.

It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute. When the crescent moon cut off the clouds, the breeze gusted over the top of the mountain, dotted the leaves into ink, and left water for a ride.

Gently let go of the vicissitudes of red dust, smiling at a glass of white moonlight. It is the concern of the lotus and the thoughts of autumn. A dream comes true in autumn, and a love for the spring green flute.