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That year, three boys were born with her, and their fates began to entangle; That day her blood stained the woods red, and they realized how deep their love for her was. Buried in pain, the white figure appeared again, but it seemed like a thousand years ago. The rain was so heavy that it washed away all the blood, all the evil, and all the hatred, including the fate between them. But it could never wash away the pain in her heart. Wulu·Goddess (the inscription of the novel "The Legend of the Goddess in the Misty Clouds", with twelve rhymes in flat tones) The soul left from Gaotang, there are many rain clouds in Wushan. The injured ape is dripping with white dew, and the tailor's dream is tied to a green skirt. Ten thousand thoughts have no desire to return, but one poem for thousands of years. Guests in Jingchu looking for incense still smoke old poems. ------Rommel question