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Quoted from the author [Rose] [Rose] [Rose] Snow asks how many springs the plum blossoms are, leaning on the branches and smelling the incense. The wind and dust are a little soft, and they are white and white. [Fu] [Fu] [Fu]

Quote from the author [Rose] [Rose] [Rose]

The snow asks how many springs the plum blossoms are,

Leaning on the branch and smelling the incense.

The dust is a little soft,

Nestled together and white-headed.

[Fu] [Fu] [Fu]

Quoted from the author [Rose] [Rose] [Rose] Snow asks how many springs the plum blossoms are, leaning on the branches and smelling the incense. The wind and dust are a little soft, and they are white and white. [Fu] [Fu] [Fu]
Quoted from the author [Rose] [Rose] [Rose] Snow asks how many springs the plum blossoms are, leaning on the branches and smelling the incense. The wind and dust are a little soft, and they are white and white. [Fu] [Fu] [Fu]
Quoted from the author [Rose] [Rose] [Rose] Snow asks how many springs the plum blossoms are, leaning on the branches and smelling the incense. The wind and dust are a little soft, and they are white and white. [Fu] [Fu] [Fu]

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