Cold and sad, I was late for the pavilion and the shower stopped at the beginning. I was in a daze at the door, reluctant to go, and was urged by the blue boat. I held my hand and looked at me with tearful eyes, but I was speechless. I thought about it, and it was thousands of miles away, and the dusk was heavy.
Affectionate feelings have been hurt since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of being left out in the clear autumn festival. Where will you wake up tonight? In Yang Liuan, there are breezes and waning moons. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can you tell?
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I mainly thought of this sentence: Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng, Canyue!