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A glimpse of her breast, like newly sprouted beans, exuding a subtle fragrance.

Like tender green leaves, newly drooping paulownia seeds, and delicate purple pistils, like lotus pods just beginning to open.

A small spring within its bud, flowers turning to reveal their stems, like two peaks of Wushan, their shortest intestines.

Adding to the melancholy, a glimpse of her delicate dress, and there she is, a red wall.

Clapping her hands, she should hold on, a slight stain on her chest, two points of soul-stirring beauty. A

pale shadow faintly shrouds her, like snow piled high on Mount Gusha, purple tips lightly blushing, like dewdrops on grapes.

Don't speak of her delicate beauty, don't boast of her sprouting beans, her jade-like smoothness and roundness surpass even more.

At the open lapel, the fragrance of powder lingers, the scent of flowers hard to dispel.

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