A paper umbrella, and the sentiments of many lifetimes. The peace beneath the umbrella takes only an instant to shatter amid the world's transformations. Silver hairpins strike the beat and break; a blood-red skirt turns over, stained with wine. The story begins here, and she comes from a tale of splendor. How many changes of fortune must someone with a tranquil heart endure before finding a good companion? In the rippling waters of Jingxi Town, a song of parting sorrow is being performed. Perhaps some idle, passionate soul can have both time and feeling to spare, and turn this play over in their hands beneath the lamplight.
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