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... akeside is covered with yellow sycamore leaves.
The autumn wind blows, bringing the bleakness of autumn and the chill of the lake.
Vendors and tourists have disappeared.
Only on the painting boat moored by the lake, the melodious sound of the piano and the bleak singing can be faintly heard.
Luo Qingzhou walked onto the broken bridge under the oil-paper umbrella, stepping on the rain.
But there was no one on the bridge.
Luo Qingzhou stopped ...
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