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No peony is rich, not as fragrant as rose. There is no peony charm, not as noble as plum blossoms. You are like a guard guarding the side of the road, standing against the wind and rain and proud of autumn frost. A hundred flowers have withered and the day is cold, but you are fragrant in the wild grass.

author:We were in the fifties

There is no peony rich,

Not as fragrant as roses.

There is no peony charm,

Not as noble as plum blossoms.

You are like a guard guarding the side of the road,

Against the wind and rain proud autumn frost.

A hundred flowers have withered and the day has cooled,

Only you wild grass fragrant.

Like a butterfly dancing,

Watch tourists return home.

Love you———— Gesang flowers!

No peony is rich, not as fragrant as rose. There is no peony charm, not as noble as plum blossoms. You are like a guard guarding the side of the road, standing against the wind and rain and proud of autumn frost. A hundred flowers have withered and the day is cold, but you are fragrant in the wild grass.
No peony is rich, not as fragrant as rose. There is no peony charm, not as noble as plum blossoms. You are like a guard guarding the side of the road, standing against the wind and rain and proud of autumn frost. A hundred flowers have withered and the day is cold, but you are fragrant in the wild grass.
No peony is rich, not as fragrant as rose. There is no peony charm, not as noble as plum blossoms. You are like a guard guarding the side of the road, standing against the wind and rain and proud of autumn frost. A hundred flowers have withered and the day is cold, but you are fragrant in the wild grass.
No peony is rich, not as fragrant as rose. There is no peony charm, not as noble as plum blossoms. You are like a guard guarding the side of the road, standing against the wind and rain and proud of autumn frost. A hundred flowers have withered and the day is cold, but you are fragrant in the wild grass.
No peony is rich, not as fragrant as rose. There is no peony charm, not as noble as plum blossoms. You are like a guard guarding the side of the road, standing against the wind and rain and proud of autumn frost. A hundred flowers have withered and the day is cold, but you are fragrant in the wild grass.
No peony is rich, not as fragrant as rose. There is no peony charm, not as noble as plum blossoms. You are like a guard guarding the side of the road, standing against the wind and rain and proud of autumn frost. A hundred flowers have withered and the day is cold, but you are fragrant in the wild grass.
No peony is rich, not as fragrant as rose. There is no peony charm, not as noble as plum blossoms. You are like a guard guarding the side of the road, standing against the wind and rain and proud of autumn frost. A hundred flowers have withered and the day is cold, but you are fragrant in the wild grass.
No peony is rich, not as fragrant as rose. There is no peony charm, not as noble as plum blossoms. You are like a guard guarding the side of the road, standing against the wind and rain and proud of autumn frost. A hundred flowers have withered and the day is cold, but you are fragrant in the wild grass.
No peony is rich, not as fragrant as rose. There is no peony charm, not as noble as plum blossoms. You are like a guard guarding the side of the road, standing against the wind and rain and proud of autumn frost. A hundred flowers have withered and the day is cold, but you are fragrant in the wild grass.

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