The clam-pheasant crows,

The sound followed the snow into the ink garden.

Regardless of whether the green bamboo fence chrysanthemum wins,

The cold pine plum is fragrant and carried.

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A high mountain in the south of the land of Qilu, the trees are still quite verdant. But the frost and snow all over the mountains are hiding the middle of winter.

There were several sounds that did not resemble the crowing of a rooster, and the sound was older and shorter than that of an ordinary rooster.

Kyushu and Xiao Han walked into the mountains and forests, although the sound was intermittent, but it never stopped. It may be that there are animals chirping all over the mountains, or perhaps simply because of the echo of the surrounding wilderness, the sound seems to come from all directions, and reverberates in the valley from time to time.

"Haiyan River Qing Four Hours" [Lonely Snow Winter Dream] Chapter 112 Xiaoyou is looking forward to the ice going up the cold to send plum branches to the door [Xiao Han Fourth] is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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