P091
From Poetry Talks
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Together with the spring breeze we once swayed on the dancing mats.
With joy, we wandered in a sundrenched garden, only to part ways with a broken heart in the sky. How can I wait until the clear Autumn Festival? The setting sun has already arrived, accompanied by cicadas. | E045 |
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