
Flowers and Rain Fill the Sky and the Wind Fills the Building
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West wind, ancient road, thin horse. The man is haggard and the horse is weak. When the person is not on the horse, he leads the reins in front; when the horse is behind the person, the curtain is like a dream. The setting sun is bleeding, the silhouette is like a bewilderment, and the beard is hurting. Facing the vast sea, the wind, and the vast sandy sky in front of him, the young man felt that he was just like a wisp of abandoned flying canopy in the sky, unable to control himself, and his footsteps were rolling. My body and mind were exhausted beyond description, leaving only a desolate and remote state of mind. On the horizon, the ray of sunset has finally burned away.
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