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“纷纷红紫已成尘,布谷声中夏令新。”春天就这样轻轻地走了,挥一挥衣袖,不带走一片云彩,可是我分明还看见她驻留在那嫩绿的枝头,欲语还
"Spring has just gone so gently, waved his sleeve, do not take away a cloud, but I clearly also saw her presence in that verdant Branches, desire also