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Great, Qianyuan. In the imperial capital, the lights are like day, and the osmanthus flowers are splashed with black tiles. At the frontier fortress, the beacon fire was urgent, so he rode his horse to Maoyuan. The heroic soldiers broke through the barriers, and their loyal souls wept with despair. The palace, looking back, turned into clouds and smoke in an instant. Mountains and rivers, if you look at them with your hands behind your hands, they will see blue waves flowing through the ages. Thousands of years, come and go, the mausoleum is hidden in the wilderness. ...
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