The night is dark, the cold pine is tenacious, only the ice dew is clean, crystal clear and watery, and the white gauze and silver cover are silky and smooth.

The martial arts training ground, the mahogany house hall is solemn, the lights and shadows,

Practicing martial arts is not achieved overnight, insisting on it for many years, pavilions and green tiles, many people linger and forget to return, and they are addicted to learning steps and tricks can not extricate themselves.

In the bright moon on the head, the colonnade relies on a figure, a piece of cloth floats up with the wind, the magpie birds on it, the embroidered golden threads, the jade posture is extraordinary.

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