
Xinjianjun
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Peach blossoms are like rain, and longing is like the wind. Under a peach blossom tree in full bloom, a woman leaned against it gently. She opened her eyes in a daze. The scene in front of her seemed to be outside the radius, like flowers in the mirror, like a flash in the pan and like a broken mirror reunited: "I am so lucky to pick up the flowers in the morning and in the evening."
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