The court was cold,
The small garden is lonely.
The rain fell on the windowsill,
The water exposed the mud wall.
Dead wood loves leaves and returns poles,
Haitang died as usual.
Mountain dwelling nai stone,
It's embarrassing to think of the sunset.
References:
Initiate/create by oneself
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