Biyun Mountain is far away in the twilight,

The wind returns to the grass, the rain moistens the soul of the flower, and a dream returns to Xianpu.

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In the Jade Dragon Palace, the flute and drum are spread, the flowers are full of docks, and the moon is full of roads.

In the past, the infatuation is now full of wishes, drunk across Qingluan, and dancing all night

Pipe flat tide