
Xueman Liuge
by It's A Pear
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In the winter of that year, Chang'an was covered with green mountains and snow. I am wearing a black fox fur coat and sitting alone in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. I have freshly brewed Yunli Xiang in my hand. The light green tea leaves are swirling leisurely in the clear green tea soup, and the curls and stretches are as fresh as when they were on the branches. A gust of wind passed through the pavilion, and I subconsciously tightened my fur coat, and took a few sips of the scalding hot tea eagerly, until a warm feeling flowed into my heart, and I exhaled happily: "Wonderful, good tea!" Then he suddenly became poetic, stood up with a smile, raised his head, and was about to chant something, but suddenly he saw a bright red color falling gracefully in the silver snow that was flying all over the sky!
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