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... orizon. It had just rained in spring, and the air was slightly cold with a hint of sweetness.
The jade-green lake water rippled, stirring the lotus leaves on the water. In the middle of the lake, the red-light flower boats that were decorated had already begun to brew the restlessness of the spring night. There were faint graceful women leaning against the window sill of the boathouse, the autumn waves flowing.
The literati stepped on the limestone after the rain and recited poem ...
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