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简介：When they looked at the girl who had passed through the sea of ​​flowers and the beautiful pavilion in the four fields, she had disappeared, leaving only a pink world. They could only sigh suddenly, leaving regrets, and even the tourists who were full of ancient poems secretly chanted Said: Last year, today in this door, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red color. I don't know where the human face went, but the peach blossoms still smiled in the spring breeze.