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The grasses and flowers by the Vermilion Bird Bridge and the setting sun at the mouth of Wuyi Lane. In the old days, the swallows in front of the hall of Wang Xie flew into the homes of the common people. The luster of the marquee has lost its color and thanked for the spring red. But the prosperity of the six dynasties is still there, the painted boats along the Qinhuai River are still brilliantly lit, singing and singing, the smoke cages the cold water and the moon cages the sand, the merchant girls are still singing about the flowers in the backyard, the Qinhuai Wind and Moon.