The rice paper is sprinkled with gold, and the lead on the pink paper has faded away, and it looks like the unglazed Tang Sancai, which is clear and pure black and white.
She said, in this world, there is only black and white.
He said that in this world, there is only good and evil.
Yangguan overlapping tunes, the gentle Xun music blows down, and the time passes by for a few seconds, like fog or lightning.
You gave me a papaya and gave me a Qiongju in return. The low-pitched bells brought another long sigh, a Qiongju sigh.
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