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Li He, Tang Dynasty Autumn fields bathed in pale, soft light, Breezes whisper through the night. Ponds lie st…

Li He, Tang Dynasty Autumn fields bathed in pale, soft light, Breezes whisper through the night. Ponds lie still, insects sing low, Red blooms glow where mosses show. Barren stalks stand in wild array, Fireflies flicker, dance, and sway. Water seeps through rocky seams, Glowing softly like moonbeams.

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