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Purple trees shine on the water, The blue moon hangs high and shines on the dream boat. Shooting stars pass by the Milky Way, Flower shadows sway in the wind in late autumn. The lake ripples lightly, The night sky is deep and tempting. The illusion is like a poem, and my heart is intoxicated. I don't want the dawn to break this tenderness.