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“Gazing upon the distant cold mountain concealing the full moon,
The absolute and limitless snow are like lotuses.
Reminiscing about the distant, shining, waning moon,
Bamboo spirits, sighing in the dark, jut up into the blue sky.
The fragrant cold does not require the multitude’s appreciation,
Upon the flowers on red silk itself are attached touching emotions.
A good turn causes the beautiful jade statutes to dance,
An empty ha ...

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