[Impromptu] Drop a post
Out of boredom, I play with my pen; brothers freely compose and sing along. The sound of the flute and pipes is like scattered short notes; the music of the zither strings hangs on the high gong. Facing the wind, drunk and poetic; listening to the rain with rich tea, rhymes, and songs. Laughter and modest talk calm the storms; sharp remarks abound on a rugged road. On this forum, think thrice before acting; in the world, countless matters arise like waves. The wide sea and sky exist because of taking a step back; carefree and happy, I always smile aloud.
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Heh, it's not easy to get together, being able to post is already good enough... what more do you want me to do? (Don't ruin my moment!)
The tide recedes and the water is still, the wind stops and the clouds cease, the pain that can't be forgotten
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