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The sky is blue, the clouds are fluttering, the streamer is easy to throw people, the silk is broken, and the banana is yellow. Yan Nanfei, Yi people get drunk, looking back, there are two or three people, where is the way back? Pink Pink, lips slightly open, eyes like clear streams, hair like waterfalls. Noise ear, buzzing, mind to say, canthus crystal slip, like Moon silver sand, magnificent vulnerable. Looking back, people went to the building, guqin was still there, a wisp of dark fragrance, just like a dream. Life is alive, just a dream. When I wake up from a dream, I will know the boundless 18 years, full of depression and sorrow between my eyebrows. Where should I go? Strolling on the bridge, looking around, the Willows bowed their heads, the green was dim, the cold winter was coming, and the North Wind was steep. Willow is like a stone looking at his wife in the wind, firm and tenacious, looking at everyone walking on the bridge, who on earth is its return? Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the time goes round and round, and the familiar north wind of the year, the old willows are looking forward to the heart, who on earth is it waiting? Perhaps the water under the bridge knows its mind best. It is waiting for spring and green. Time flies, the Twilight has come, the moon rises to the east, the spring water holds the moon and sings, the bright moon touches the water and laughs. Under the reflection of moonlight, the stream is like a silver ribbon. With gentle moon and clear water accompanying lonely willows, it is contented. In the spring of next year, it is the most beautiful. I miss the leisure and cozy dance in the wind. Now, it will wait quietly in the wind. Time flies like. People are getting older in time. I sigh with emotion a lot. The years have made people look old, but my heart is still passionate. When I was young, I should have galloped and started to pursue dreams and work hard. The fog dispersed and woke up, and I finally saw the truth, which was the silence that Qian Fan had gone through. My heart was like a wash. I raised my head to look at the sky, the bright moon was in the sky, and the stars were dotted. I looked at the city in my sleep, where the wind encompassed the tranquility of the night. The Moon sprinkled Silver Frost on the Earth, the stars blinked, and people were mottled. Beautiful night, beautiful water under the bridge, beautiful willows on the bank.

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