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... sand strands of green silk hanging down.
Who cut out the fine leaves, not knowing, the February spring wind like scissors.
On the Xianghuai River, willows hang upside down, the water reflecting green sky, travelers bustling back and forth, truly lively.
Carriages slowly stopped by a tall building, from which emerged wealthy heirs of noble lineage, some in groups, some with attendant students and guards, or some coming and going alone, all heading into the building.
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