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When I first saw him, he was dressed in white and lay prostrate in the peach blossoms, and his eyes were confused by the flurry of flowers. He called out cleanly and clearly, A raid, A raid. This warm young man, this young man who loves peach blossoms recklessly entered his world. When I saw him again, he was dressed in red with a dazzling smile, his sister's face was like a painting, and he looked as if he was sitting on a high cloud and scorned everyone. He was willing to dissipate his soul for the sake of winning a smile from a beautiful woman. But things are already different, the grudges, the entanglements of the jianghu, thinned out the human feelings.