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The twilight of the year is cold, and the world is suddenly late!
Raise your eyes, the branches stretch, the blue sky, the breeze dances lightly, kissing the winter Shan, the time is shallow, and the sycamore leaves whisper.
The strange warm sun rises, the time is like a clear spring, the calmness of the years, the memory of a beautiful miss, in the winter, the frost flowers bloom, and the faint fragrance of flowers melts into the oath of the night.
Standing at the ferry of time, the scenery is still the same, looking back there is still a gentle wind, affectionate rain, kissing scattered in every corner or every moment.
Counting the back and forth of the passing years, dipping in the joy of winter, and carefully considering the messages of each page.
There is beauty in the world, such as snow, such as paper and ink, such as low eyebrows, and I can't blow away my thoughts!
There are countless flying flowers, the years are short, and the snowflakes depicted in the poems have been raised many times in my heart!
I don't know what kind of mood is worthy of this Ying Ying Su Xue, worthy of the plum blossoms, fortunately, I still have words can be affectionately accompanied, at this moment the wind and snow and the moon have become the most beautiful scenery in the pen, a touch of silence is a person's joy.
Sit by the window, listen to the wind, pick up the fragrant past, and smile peacefully!
2023.12.23
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