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简介：On the street, the paulownia trees are colorful, and the luxuriant camphors cover the sky and the sun. Su Can is walking in the air, chanting the knight's journey softly, and singing a long song while walking. Zhao Ke's tassels are in his hands, Wu's hook is frosty and snowy, and the silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling. Like a shooting star, it kills one person in ten steps and leaves no trace for thousands of miles. When it is over, it brushes off its clothes and hides its body and name.