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深秋,木叶萧萧。夜已深了,很深,很深。在这萧萧木叶下,是一个个连绵起浮的军帐,仿佛与那静谧的大地秋色融为了一体。
Autumn, wood rustle. Night has been deep, deep, deep. Under this rustling wood leaf, it is a surge of military accounts, as if with the tranquil earth autumn into one.