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Qing Is Sleepless and the Wind Recalls the Moon
The dusk drums are beating, and the sound of silk and bamboo strings on the Bian River outside Bianjing City is thick. When the pipa strings are turning fast, they are like pearls and jade falling on the plate, and when they are slow, they are like running water around stones. With the soft and charming voice of the singer, they are lingering and lingering around the sails. Suddenly, the sound of the strings stopped, and the aftertaste curled up in the evening breeze. The singers held the pipa t
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The Wind and Waves Caress You from Afar
When the deserted village outside Yanmen Pass was burned, A'zhi hid in a dry well. The moss on the walls of the well was slippery and made her arms ache, but she didn't even dare to breathe. She just buried her face in her knees and listened to the screams, wails, and the crackle of burning wood above, each sound more heartbreaking than the last.
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Yingge Sings Softly and Stays with Each Other Year After Year
Wan Qing is the morning when we most look forward to seeing Jingyuan Marquis Mansion. The begonias in the front yard are in full bloom, with pink and white petals squeezing each other. When the wind blows, they fall all over the ground, and the sweet fragrance floats in the air. Mrs. Hou Shen liked the smell of crabapple the most. Whenever she heard footsteps in the courtyard, she would always smile and wave to Wan Qing to come over.
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