Ningyu Tower
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Listening to the rain, I don't know what idlers are talking about. I sit alone in a small pavilion and hear the sound of rain. Thousands of winds blow hundreds of catkins, and snow falls alone in April on earth. It costs a thousand taels to cover a small pavilion, just for a moment of peace. I have spent all my money and will not come back, so I can live in peace and quiet in the old building.
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