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The brother and sister accidentally traveled to the late Spring and Autumn Period and witnessed the division of the three families into Jin Dynasty. Ling Lingxi, gurgling. In the south of Fenshui, if you go and never return, how can the deceased return safely? May I sing a song and dream for a long time, and the white clouds will go away for thousands of years. Apricot blossoms, spring rain accompanied by sake, boating on the lake and listening to the willows. The spring breeze does not change the old waves, and the vegetation is deep under the ruins. When you rise to the top, you can see clearly, and when the water is flowing, you can see clearly. The merits of Jian and Xiang are gone with the wind, and only the sound of crossing the beam is left behind. The sword is drawn, and the beacon fire breaks out in the Three Jin Dynasties. The waves wash away the sand, and only the fittest survive. The brave man wins in the south and north battles, and the benevolent man wins in the vertical and horizontal battles. Don't recall that in troubled times, red rain fell to the bottom of the river, filled with tears of heroes and beauties. Broken halberds sink in the sand and ask the way of heaven, and return when the sky is silent: Since ancient times, rough jade has rarely been made into tools, and I want to think more about it for the He family.