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A sword to the west, a thousand arches of columns, the devil's shadow across: ask the mirror is not a platform, Bodhi is not a tree, the situation from the heart, can be clear. Is the devil is not the devil, non-devil is the devil, to wait for the jianghu after the world to comment! And clean up, the words of the British pile of children, first recounting idle feelings. The wind and thunder intention gas lofty, lightly brushed the frost flirtatious birth. Sigh beautiful people, white head has not aged, a hundred years a promise, not negative heart alliance. Shortly planted flowers, long poems with wine, poetry and sword year after year always remember the Secretary. On the Tianshan Mountain, see the dragon and snake brush away, ink splash Nanming.