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... olden wind 露 Yulu, this heart every night with Qing.
——Ruigeer
At night, the breeze is blowing and the rain is sparse.
"The golden wind and the jade dew, this heart complained every night." Someone sang squeakily in the "Old Rain House" in Mocheng, with the fine endings unique to Jiangnan women. Downstairs, there is an old man carrying a big bowl of water and wine. In the building, there are faint pipa singing, dense, like big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate. ...
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