Among the peach blossoms flying all over the sky, the blue shadows in white clothes gradually fade away. From time to time, laughter comes from the depths of the peach forest, and the breeze brings a fragrance.
At this time, the old man was sitting under the peach tree, looking at his lot, and whispered in surprise: "I didn't expect that someone actually drew this lot."
The sign read, "Two phoenixes perch on the sycamore tree, and mandarin ducks play among the flowers."
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