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It was one year when we met on the street and started chasing each other. In a pavilion, we drank and talked happily.
That year, the lotus breeze brought a gentle fragrance, and in a pavilion, we expressed our feelings to each other.
Another year, the world was in chaos, and people were besieged on all sides. In a pavilion, reluctant to leave,
After a year, the old friend has returned and has long been forgotten. In a pavilion, the wedding dress is like fire.
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