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【简介】This book is a muscle Pulled from Time’s living body It hangs the high plateau sky On a corner-pole of history A hoofprint up there Soaked up all the swirling weather All the vicissitudes of human life An azalea has said all there is to say About a thousand years of grief and joy Sad farewells and joyous reunions Bend down and pick up a song of two halves half sad。