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One tree flower, one tree idiot.One river water, one river sorrow.

What can be said endlessly is that the world is changeable, things are right and people are different, and what can be said completely is the past and the past.

The plum blossoms on Thirteenth Street are in full bloom every year, overwhelming all seasons, and the most beautiful.The water of the Jiuqu River is still flowing day and night without stopping.

Ten years pass like a white horse, fleeting, but the old face of Nanzhen has not changed, and the old streets and old buildings seem to have been a dream that has passed through the ages, both true and false.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, with heavy rain, snow, and biting wind, it is suitable for drinking warm wine, so the business of the wine shop at the end of the street in Nanzhen is particularly prosperous.

The snowflakes were fluttering, swirling on the roof with the bitter wind, something was uncertain, and it came to the end of the street and fell on the tip of the man's hair.After a while, it was covered with hoarfrost.

The man stepped on the snow, stepped into the wine shop, called for a pot of sake, and sat down to warm it up.

Talk about heroes with turbid wine, and remember your life with sake.

After drinking a few cups, his viscera were on fire, as if he wanted to burn away the vicissitudes of life in his heart, the anger, ignorance and delusions.

Ten years of turmoil and ups and downs, the road is endless, and the separation and reunion are painful.Wanton Tsing Yi sells wine and cooks, since then the sound has been vast, brocade books entrusted to geese, and rulers and flowing water pay.

Yan Huicheng passed by the blue tree by chance, and Xiaojing Tianbai was afraid of getting old.Even if there is no dust and nothing to believe, on the banks of the Jiuqu River, the hometown of Tao'ao, a place where dreams float.

Ye Jinhuan, when will you come back?