The Color of Cangshan
by Yu Ying
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The green that had just been soaked by the rain fell on the fresh trees at the head of the green ridge. At this moment, under the clear sky, it seems that every leaf is full of new green tenderness. This is the color of Cangshan Mountain. It's her again, almost every night after the rain, she breaks into my dreams. This time, she was even more beautiful. Her waist-length hair was flying in the silver moonlight, and her white skirt was dotted with green grass. She was dancing with her graceful waist, and her hair was spinning and jumping with her body, like an elf in the night! She turned around and met my eyes. Those smart eyes made me intoxicated. She came forward to greet me, as in every dream, and I offered her a bouquet of lilies, flowers that I had gathered from far away places and still smelled of earth and dew. Only this pure lily is worthy of her moving smile.
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