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The Fragrance of Cheng'an Tea Is Still Lingering I have walked Huangquan Road, stepped on Naihe Bridge, seen Wangxiang Terrace, drank Meng Po Soup, and remembered Sansheng Stone. After all, I will never forget him. "Madam, if I had three heads and six arms, I would first give them to you to be your nine immortal lives." "I don't want it, I don't want to become a cat." The ink-colored memories are exaggerated, and for a moment, people fall into a trough and cannot struggle to get out. Looking back on the scenes of the past life, they finally sh 1Favorites372Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Taoling The peach blossom is tired of the purple wooden pen in the peach mausoleum, the black hair is covered by the thin snow, and the red dress is tripped on the road to the underworld. Looking back again just for the cinnabar to lock the river, the purple wooden pen is placed on the small dressing table, quietly waiting for the peonies blooming from the ink pen The branches and fireworks of Chang'an anchor the way home, and the ink of the wooden pen lightly renders on the white paper the three lives 1Favorites373Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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That Summer, the Flowers Were Late There is a bridge in Sioux City, which relieves the coldness of the heart Time has been stranded in the old photo album that is as young as flowers. Paper cranes are tied in his piano room. Can't the old days be restored with the scattered paper fragments in the sky? A boy in a white shirt and blue plaid, do you remember that year when "it was cool and quiet, the snow turned into water, and the flowers were not late in summer?" Returning to the place where we met again, I muttered again, "There 1Favorites278Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Good Night Paper Crane In the beginning, we were all like a thin piece of paper, never knowing the sharpness and pain when the ink of time poured into our hearts. In the beginning, we all just belonged to that old photo album that was stained with dust and suspended in our thoughts. Although I was uncomfortable at first, in the end, I felt like a crab, lying on the beach, enjoying the laziness of the sun and the sound of the waves. I said loudly to you: "In my lifetime, the most regrettable thing is that I didn't find —Favorites401Clicks/ch—Nutrition