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of
things
in
the
swaying
world,
how
there
be
Beique
Tibetan
Pearl
Pace,
Knowing
that
everything
you
see
is
a
phantom,
dare
to
trouble
the
magic
with
your
eyes
and
ears,
Years
of
cold
water
and
cold
heaven
and
earth
are
closed,
stinging
whip
fish
and
dragon
for
me,
Frost
dawn
appeared
in
the
Cuifu
of
the
heavy
building,
something
strange
shocked
the
tenarian,
Take
what
you
get
in
the
world,
who
is
the
hero
when
there
is
nothing
in
the
world,
Shunran
has
asked
me
not
to
refuse,
and
those
who
believe
in
me
are
poor,
The
prefect
of
Chaoyang
moved
to
the
south
and
was
delighted
to
see
Shilindui
Zhurong,
Self-procimed
righteousness
moves
mountain
ghosts,
how
do
you
know
that
the
creation
of
the
dragon
bell,
It
is
not
easy
to
get
a
smile
on
the
eyebrows,
and
the
retribution
of
God
has
already
been
abundant,
There
are
no
lonely
birds
in
the
setting
sun,
but
I
see
the
blue
sea
grinding
bronze,
The
new
poems
and
eloquence
are
also
safe
to
use,
the
appearance
and
ge
disappear
with
the
east
wind,
Music
water
dance
in
the
fountain,
Showing
a
winding
mountain
se,
You
also
clearly
distinguish
the
toothed
tree
shadows
and
the
abrupt
rocks...
zigzag
lotus
pond,
The
spring
breeze
blows
slowly,
at
a
gnce,
full
of
ected
dense
green
leaves,
The
leaves
are
close
to
each
other
side
by
side,
It
seems
like
a
slim
dy' s
skirt
is
swaying,
It
is
imagined
as
a
woman
who
came
out
of
an
a
ink
painting,
With
a
touch
of
sadness,
her
charming
nmorous,
But
it
is
ice
muscle
and
jade
bone,
fresh
and
dusty,
A
frown
and
a
smile
are
all
soul-stirring,
A
slight
cool
breeze
moves
slowly,
There
are
wisps
of
fragrance
flowing,
Beh
the
dense
leaves
is
a
babbling
stream
of
water,
The
moonlight
on
the
lotus
pond
is
like
flowing
water,
Quietly
drains
on
this
whole
leaf,'
The
houses
in
the
distance
are
misty
and
smoky,
like
a
mirage,
The
mountains
are
rolling
up
and
down,
looming,
smoky,
like
a
paradise
oh,
The
trees
near
and
far
surround
the
lotus
pond,
The
dim
moonlight
shohrough
the
tree
cracks,
Pieces
of
green
in
different
shades,
Like
patches
of
green
misty
o,
There
is
a
small
stream
beside
the
lotus
pond,
The
stream
is
microwaved
and
crystal
clear,
The
sound
of
rushing
water
is
clear
and
pleasant,
As
if
singing
the
symphony
of
spring,
Uer
small
fish
swaying
gracefully,
Naughty
blowing
little
bubbles,
The
wind
caressed
all
kinds
of
flowers
and
pnts
by
the
stream,
Sometimes
I
bend
the
flowers
and
pnts
gently,
Sometimes
the
flowers
and
pnts
are
gently
raised,
As
if
the
earth
was
breathing
rhythmically,
Those
little
green
grasses
who
just
stuck
their
heads
out,
Watg
the
outside
world
cautiously,
There
is
a
bow
bridge
over
the
creek,
The
long
branches
on
the
side
of
the
bridge
hang
down
into
strings
and
fall
into
the
stream,
The
flowers
follow
the
breeze,
danced
lightly,
The
flowers
are
fragrant,
the
petals
are
fluttering,
attracted
a
dazzling
group
of
butterflies,
' t
tell
which
is
a
flower
and
which
is
a
butterfly
The
shimmering
light
of
fireflies
shuttled
through
the
grass.
The
cicadas
on
the
trees
and
the
frogs
in
the
lotus
pond,
Like
the
melody
of
musical
notes
beating
on
Geum-hyun,
pose
a
three-dimensional
animation
that
outlines
the
soul,
