The snow is stained with the fragrance of red plums.
Do you know that the predecessors showed mercy to the future generations?
You only know that you are a noble, and you can be arrogant.
You're just an actor, you don't know how hard it is to lift a pen or how nervous it is to write.
If we leave, we will leave. If you don't worry about it, why should I not think about food and tea?
If we meet again in the future, a plum grove opera will sing the past, and the water sleeves will cut off the morning light.
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