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Nine Love Songs
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Categories: words and feelings
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The gentleman is dressed in white, looking over the river, with a hint of a tall building and a rocky path. In the autumn wind, you frown, and look back at the cold market with a soft smile. The powder is like rouge, the light is like a phoenix, the world is alone in front of ten thousand troops, in front of the Shura Palace. But the world is a world of pleasure and vengeance, and the moist hand is drenched with flowers and a smile of ghosts and sorrows. I long for the city. Waiting for the heart of a man, and lifting the white head of a man.