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I enjoy the tangy of spring, tasting plum wine as cherry blossom. Eastern river is dried bamboo shoots, a sweet yet melodic taste brings me home. At the end of the river is where my heart lays; a vast, endless ocean; sadly, people only see fishes in little Ju lake; the river behind the lake, ocean behind river that's hidden.
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Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 4:55 PM UTC
I enjoy the tangy of spring
I enjoy the tangy of spring, tasting plum wine as cherry blossom. Eastern river is dried bamboo shoots, a sweet yet melodic taste brings me home. At the end of the river is where my heart lays; a vast, endless ocean; sadly, people only see fishes in little Ju lake; the river behind the lake, ocean behind river that's hidden.
oldwillow
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Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 4:55 PM UTC
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