Bamboo Green/Text
How pure that leaf was
Death, too, is so calm
The wind, combing its long hair, the rain washed its body dust
The sun is noon, light a lamp for it
Autumn makes it old, how can it not die
It jumped from the high tip of the tree...
It has no dirt in its life, no false intentions
Born in spring, broken in autumn
perfect celebrate Kasuga Warm sun fine defoliation Blue sky Blue sky and white clouds White clouds Congratulations
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Life This life and this life mad Loss concomitant Vast defoliation faraway Wind Miles
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Against all odds share Look through the autumn water expectation Zhu Yan life translucent defoliation Dance Mirror flowers
02-11
cold water Milky Way years Years of thieves Luna peach blossom pear Thief Blossoms defoliation
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