The road of life is long, we have broken through the world of mortals, and there is a night of fireworks, and the stars are brilliant, like a prosperous brocade, and the bright red sunset lingers on the treetops, dripping with a touch of melancholy. The woods shrouded in sunset are so quiet and beautiful. The white snow paints everything in the world in white. The mist of the river illuminates Qinglan, and the houses on both sides of the strait have painted eaves. There is a section of autumn light in the light lotus bushes, and the bead curtain is rolled ten miles away by the fragrant wind. The snowflakes reflect the red plum clusters, and the subtle fragrance floats. This is a beautiful scene on a good day. This year the world is far away. Xiaoxiao's temples are blooming. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should be difficult to see. The warmth of the world lingers, and the scenery is everywhere.
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