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The Plum Blossoms Are Broken, Leaving Only Three Thousand Dreams
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In a daze, I walked to the desk, picked up a thin pen, filled with thick ink, and looked at the snow-like rice paper. I just felt that I couldn't write. Even though I had thousands of words in my heart, in the end, I only wrote the word that I will never forget - "plum". "The plum blossoms are all gone, and the snow is flying against the flowers." I chanted this poem softly, but a sneer filled the corners of my mouth, "Mo Yan, you still can't forget him after all..."
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