The crescent moon hangs over the sparse parasol trees, and the sound of leaking water indicates the stillness of the night. Who has seen the solitary traveler coming and going, like a faint, solitary swan's shadow? Startled, I turn back, filled with resentment that no one understands. I choose not to roost on the cold branches, feeling the loneliness of the desolate sandbar.
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ChenYidao
· 2025-11-29 02:18
Do not listen to the sound of leaves being hit by the wind in the forest, why not hum and stroll slowly? A bamboo staff and straw sandals are lighter than a horse, who is afraid of whom? What is this situation?
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The crescent moon hangs over the sparse parasol trees, and the sound of leaking water indicates the stillness of the night. Who has seen the solitary traveler coming and going, like a faint, solitary swan's shadow? Startled, I turn back, filled with resentment that no one understands. I choose not to roost on the cold branches, feeling the loneliness of the desolate sandbar.