I once went to a rich land far from the yellow sands. Cups clinked, abacus beads snapped, storytellers struck …

I once went to a rich land far from the yellow sands. Cups clinked, abacus beads snapped, storytellers struck the table, and jade flutes drifted from painted boats...

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