New Words in Qingyun Yanyu Dialect
by The Luxuriant Flowers Fall Into The Dust
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The alley stretched deeply from south to north. She held an umbrella and walked slowly. The whole city had not yet woken up. It was quiet. There was only the sound of rain, which was either low or crisp. At the end of the alley, an unowned pomegranate was in full bloom. The remaining flowers were on the stone steps. She walked past when she turned, leaving only a broken red ground behind her. The Flower God looked at her back quietly, sighed and shook his head. The little fairy who was following her asked: "Why did the Queen sigh?" The Flower God stretched out her slender jade finger, picked up a drop of falling rain and looked at it carefully, but did not answer.
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