That round of bringing a bright moon, from the reddish Spring and Autumn Period of ancient Book of Songs, where volume came Painting, a bunch of fluorescence, Talking; quarter feelings long. "At this time the sea can hear is not ready to flow from month to month China Rises." Tonight, unmatched-Hearted River. A room fragrance, warm as ever; ray of thoughts, quiet Flow. With a secluded bamboo window holding a volume worth pondering, at a touch of scholarly Yinyun in elegant Tang, Song Ci's elegant, in the dark night Qing Han, one heart welcome home.
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