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Autumn. The maple leaves on the western mountains have turned red, and the jade dew on the street has turned white. Autumn is deepening. September 13th. Early morning. Li Yan Bei walked out of the twelfth of his thirty public houses, striding along the morning foggy street, last night's altar of bamboo leaf green, half an hour of love and hip, did not make him seem the slightest bit fatigue