The night is bright and the wind is clear, the moon is bright and the stars are shining. Under the screen window with swaying bamboo shadows, the beautiful figure is leaning against the window, her green hair is slightly fluttering, and her beautiful face is alluring. It was a sleepless night, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas and the rain moistening the plantains, but what hit my heart was a little bit of lingering melancholy.
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