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A round of bright moon hanging high in the sky, the cold moonlight shines on a lonely green mound. A twenty-three or twenty-four year old boy in green, lonely and slowly walking, until the front of the green mound, staring at a period of time, suddenly lifted up his long shirt, to the green mound respectfully three times, feeding whispered: "Old-timer benevolence and virtue factory was, surprisingly