She was an abandoned child, but she had a master who loved her?
He was the proud man of heaven, but he used her to wait for the one he loved.
When he decided to devote his whole life to loving her, she disappeared...
On a snowy night, he played the flute and she danced gracefully, but at the last moment it was as gorgeous as fireworks...
Fireworks are like a dream, leaving only the residual fragrance on the ground...
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