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静夜。荧光雪白,茶香袅袅。我独坐在书桌前,对着《菜根谭》那泛黄的书页,两行小字映入眼帘:持身不可太皎洁,一切侮辱垢秽要茹
Quiet night. Fluorescent white, curl tea. I sat alone at the desk, facing the yellowed pages of “Cai Gen Tan”, two lines of small characters greeted: not too clean, all insult to filth