The rain hits the swing and the flowers come out of the wall, a young man on Qingyun Mountain.
A glass of wine brings a fruity aroma, and drunk mandarin ducks appear in dreams.
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It turns out that this article was written by Liang Shui, but she wrote a little and then left it there. I thought it was a pity, so I decided to continue writing it with another author [my sister who insisted on keeping it secret], which means that two people will write the article together, although it will still be updated. . .
The original theme of this article is different from the current one. I have made some deletions and changes. Let's leave it like this for now.