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... a water snake.
The luthier squinted his eyes and played the piano, outlining a high note. Winter Solstice raised his head slightly, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and opened his mouth...
"A tree of red peaches in Yafuchi, when the bamboos cover the pine shade and bloom late."
The singing voice was melodious, which made the guests intoxicated.
"It's not because of the slanting sun that you can't see it, how can you not know it if you are not an idle ...
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