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... willows drooped in spring. Now that I have returned, snow is falling.
Long and slow was the way, hungry and thirsty all day. My heart is filled with sorrow, but who would know.
Homecoming, homecoming, when homecoming is also known as a stop
The faint guqin music trickled like a stream, a clarity that saw through the years, accumulating all waves and ripples. Each note soft yet grand, engrossing to the ear.
This song was the "Song Of Homecoming,"1 personally penned ...
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