There are green mountains in the distance, and you can see the smoke from the kitchen stove in the distance. The sky is not getting late, and the young man is already thinking about returning home.
Du was already drunk with cigarettes and wine, so he pulled Hui Sheng and said confusedly: "Gui Sheng, I miss Qingshan. Qingshan said, let me wait for him for half a year, at most half a year, he will come back. Oh, the pear blossoms are raining in March, the water chestnuts are white in July, and they are already smoked... How many years have I been waiting for you to come? How many years have I been waiting for you... To come?"
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