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Praise of life

The autumn wind blows and leaves fly,

The red rain fell one after another.

The world is sad about autumn,

How many people are happy and sad.

The flowing water and falling flowers know your intentions,

Why bother to touch the scene and lock your eyebrows?

Ready to return to the spring,
Chapter completed!
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