Swallows may have gone, but there is a time of return; willow trees, there is a time of regreening; peach blossoms, when there is. But, wise, you tell me, why should our days go by without us? - they had been stolen by someone who could it be? Where could he hide them? Run away of their own: where are they now? Zhu Ziqing: the "rush"
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