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The peach is a peach, and it burns with splendor. Though born in a lowly place, it blossomed in this chaotic world. He: the man of the world, embracing the red and leaning on the green, why not? She: In that case, I will be a man in this life, such as you like to embrace the red and leaning on the green. Together with my son, I will watch the world's clouds and winds, and listen to the rain fall on the banana leaves in the courtyard.