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回塘波急,迢递孤鸿,点点尽做心迹。</SPAN></SPAN>
常说春花秋月,霎时美丽。</SPAN></SPAN>
孰晓无情风雨,冻结了诗情画意。</SPAN></SPAN>
从此后,再无心,看取枝头残叶。</SPAN></SPAN>
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岭外红梅傲立,正欲盼,漫天飞雪无际。</SPAN></SPAN>
细数心头,却见幽香轻溢。</SPAN></SPAN>
曾经几番磨砺,到而今惯得孤寂。</SPAN></SPAN>
霜满地,好酝藉别样风味。</SPAN></SPAN>
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