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Spring returns to the earth, and everything recovers

The grass is green and the weeping willows are piled with smoke

Twilight is heavy, and last year the flowers bloomed in the smelting place

The old garden was red everywhere

Carved sorghum flying swallow frequently shuttle, light dancing sleeves,

Whispering songs, self-and spring wind words

Accompanied by You Ye's heart intoxicated, eyebrows opened and smiled everywhere.

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