Do you know the scholarly story of "the thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on a wanderer's body"; have you ever known the dazzling life in the lights of thousands of homes in the world of books; you read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles on your glorious return journey, you looked at the shadows in the lights under the eyes of everyone, the ticking time is always so hurried. A grain of rice fragrance, the scattered rice fragrance in Qianyouqianxun gave birth to the growth stories of generations. Those long mottled years are waiting for time to rush, and I am lucky to have been here. I have lived up to your expectations and been with time. You and I are still very good. Scholars sigh about the Spring and Autumn Period in a scroll, and spend the rest of their lives in a dream. I am with you in this life. Your life is not a journey of yours alone. But why are you so desolate? You have shared it with thousands of years. You are not left for the youth. We will never meet again and become your vassal.
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