High Balcony The original text of the work of West Lake Spring Sense

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    Leaf nest warbler, flat wave flocculent, broken bridge oblique day return ship. How many times can you travel? Look at the flowers again next year. The east wind and the roses live, to the roses, spring has been pitiful. What's even more poignant, thousands of green Xiling, a touch of barren smoke.

    Where did the swallows know back then? But the moss is deep and the grass is dark and sloping. Seeing the new sorrow, now I also go to the gull. I have no intention of continuing the dream of singing, covering the door, and sleeping lightly. Don't open the curtains. I'm afraid to see flying flowers, I'm afraid to hear the cries.

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