Verses about Maple Forest (196 verses)

1. Verses about Maple Forest

Verses about Maple Forest 1. Verses describing Maple Forest

I dreamed that Li Bai (Du Fu) died and swallowed his voice. It’s always sad to say goodbye.

In the miasmatic land south of the Yangtze River, there is no news after expelling guests. Old friends come into my dreams, knowing that I always remember them.

I am afraid that it is not the soul of a lifetime, and the road is far and unpredictable. The soul comes to the maple forest and is green, and the soul returns to the pass and is dark.

You are trapped in a trap, why do you have wings? The setting moon fills the beams of the house, hesitatingly illuminating the colors. The water is deep and the waves are wide, no dragon can reach it.

Linjiang Pavilion Wuyong (Chu Guangxi) was the emperor in the south of the Jin family, and the pass in the north of Jingzhen. The river divides the land, and the city tower has mountains under it.

The Jinling incident has passed, and Qing Gai has no right to return it. On the pavilion in the sky at sunset, I look sadly at Longwei Bay.

In front of Shanheng Xiaoyuan, the road ends by the river. The king's career here is not as good as that of the Song Dynasty.

The tide produces Jianye water, and the wind disperses Guangling smoke. Looking straight at Qingbo, I just say that there is a different world.

The dusk is falling on the city head, and autumn clothes are being pounded outside the city. The river is blue and the clouds are flowing, and the reed flowers are white and snow is flying.

The king of Nanzhou is very angry, and the sea breeze of Dongguo is gentle. I would like to ask the businessman where he returns every year.

The ancient trees howl with the cold birds, and the city is layered with evening shadows. There are many green willows in the Liang Garden, and maple trees on the Chu bank.

The sky between mountains is dangerous, and the river flows long and deep. Why should I hate you in my life? Heaven and earth have no intention.

Thousands of miles have passed between Beijing and Shanshan, and I hope to see you alone and angry. The river is about to merge with the sky, and the city gate opens to the water.

The setting sun illuminates the Chu bank, and the evening dew wets the Wu platform. We have gone without knowing each other, but Chen Huang is still here.

In the evening I heard the crows chirping in the trees in the courtyard and felt that (Lu You) the birds and magpies were perching in my courtyard and would soon disperse. I didn’t like the place I was staying in, so I also drank and pecked at it. A hunger can drive people away, and there will be no disturbance in the morning and evening; otherwise it is already over, how can it be happy with the dust and dirt.

I have three houses, and I have been eating fresh food since I was a child. Although he was summoned by mistake in the evening, he ran as fast as a stray rabbit.

Six years under the maple forest, I don’t know how long the years have passed. Fortunately, the wreckage is strong, and he sells wine all over the mountain.

Every time I laugh to myself when I'm drunk, I live up to this beauty. My love is all over the world, even though I am old, I hope to meet you again.

The autumn wind carries a piece of sail, and we go up to Shanxi Road. In the early spring, I bid farewell to the layman Zhao and returned to Jiangjiang (Liu Changqing). When he saw you in the wind and dust, he unexpectedly came out of the wind and dust.

It has its own Cangzhou period and has been in love for more than ten years. Living deep in Fengcheng Qu, I will prepare for the Longhua Meeting every day.

If you gain a connection with the monk family, you will be able to remain a secular person. One body is now suitable, and all things know what love is.

The power of understanding the Dharma has been emptied, and the inner water is clear. I will be exhausted of the wonderful principles and want to find the winning general.

Why thank you for visiting me alone? You should be from afar. He sailed his boat across Chu and Guo, carried his staff and said goodbye to Qin.

Watching the flying clouds in the south reminds me of Wu Hui. Thinking about old travel places from a distance, as if doubting each other.

Jinling City is on fire at night, and the stone is covered in spring smoke. Cangbo is at the end of the sky, and thousands of miles are as clear as a belt.

A piece of lonely sails floats towards the blue mist. The Chu sky is in harmony with the river atmosphere, and the clouds are often paired with rain and rain.

You can see the mountains in the lake, connecting several states. You can get what you want, and it's all against the people of the time.

Follow the maple forest on the way home, and remember the water shield when I return home. Gu Yu is still restrained, how lucky is he to be favored by Xiao.

Always willing to work hard, it is difficult to catch the opportunity. Fortunately, I was recommended by the guest, but I will be eliminated at the end of the road.

After losing his reputation, Pei Huiyi was empty. Although it is important to reach the right time, it is easy to retreat if you stay on the road.

Traveling in the opposite direction, I dream frequently, and the spring breeze guest is heartbroken. Farewell to you, the sun is far away, and I have no clear thoughts about you.

I also returned to Chai Jing and cultivated the mountains and fields. Send Hou Zhongcheng to Kangzhou (Liu Changqing). As far as the Yangtze River can be seen, there are maple forests, and the solitary horse cloud cannot be found.

It is in vain to move *** to know officials, but to speculate and slander is to be deeply benevolent to the Lord. The painted corner of the camp gate reflects the thoughts of the three armies, and the post road is surrounded by green mountains thousands of miles away.

Who is willing to surrender in the ninth level of the North Tower? Just look at the Xiang River with tears in your lap. Entering Guizhu Cisha Niu Shi Cave (Liu Changqing), the boat is on the way back, and the sun sets deep in Xiaoxiang.

The water in Xiang is clear to the bottom, and the clouds are clear and careless. A piece of sail falls in Guizhu, and I stand alone in the maple forest at night.

When the moon rises in the maple forest, the ape's voice sounds bitter, and in the cold weather in Guizhu, the sweet-scented osmanthus vomits. There is no place where I can't bear to feel sad. Jiang Ke looks at each other with tears like rain.

Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Two Songs of Ancient Farewell (Li Duan) When the leaves in the Water Kingdom turn yellow, frost falls in the Dongting at night.

We went boating and heard about the business, and stayed under the maple forest.

I will send you back to this place, which is as vast as a dream. I’ll tell you a few days later, the road ahead will be mountainous.

Wu Gorge leads to Xiangpu, separated by clouds and rain. When the sky is clear, I can see the sea rafts, and when the moon is setting, I can hear the Tianjin drums.

As people age, they tend to be troubled, and the water is deep and it is difficult to run fast. A Qingxiao song, the white song is directed to Tingzhou.

Farewell to you, Guiyang, and ask you to wait for me in Yueyang. Things will go wrong suddenly, and the early days will be empty.

The trees are falling, the wild geese are wailing, and the waves are high in the Dongting. The clouds in the distant mountains are like coverings, and the trees in the extreme mountains are like hair.

In the morning, the wind can rise again. Why are there two worries, both in a lonely boat?

The sky and moon were bright last night, and Changchuan River was cold and clear. The chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and the shepherd's purse is in full bloom.

The sails were sailing down the river at a fast pace, with five liang chasing each other at a distance. I want to ask people when I go to know where to stay.

When the ape roars in the sky, he weeps to the Xiang bamboo. Preface to the Oriole's Cry (Liu Chenweng) Worrying people are even more worthy of the autumn day, and it is difficult to grow as old as a year.

Take each other and climb high in the evening. Gao Ji is at the point where he is worried. It's always hate, the ancients had no plans, but today's people are so crazy.

But Dongli was half-drunk and used his lamp to write chrysanthemum music by himself. Come back, resentful and bitter.

There are still many poems written by Han Yu. Outside the lake and mountains, there are bagpipes in the air, and who is occupying the bed under the moonlit night?

I hate that at that time, the sky was full of ups and downs, and the road to heaven was blocked and dangerous. Beside the bridge, people selling mirrors reunited and had countless broken hearts.

Who is the jade axe, who fell down in shock and lost the building in the upper world. There are so many mistakes, but there are so many mistakes.

I regret my first thought, but I didn’t agree with my dream about him, and he was dressed in colorful clothes. Now I am here, in the maple forest pass, looking back and remembering the place of immortals, my broken soul flies across the lakes and rivers.

Talking about it from time to time, there are a group of children on the ground, Qingsuo Yaotai, Langfeng hanging garden. He often plays the pipa and persuades people to drink with his saddle, and he can speak nonsense for thousands of years.

Sighing that since ancient times, the palace flowers have suffered a fate, the moon in the Han Dynasty is ruthless, the battlefield is difficult to grow, and the old friends have become dust. The south of the Yangtze River is haggard, the deserted villages are wandering, I am sad that I have lost my opera house, the river is empty, and my tears are separated by the rain of reed flowers.

When I met Sima Fengliu, my green shirt was wet, and I wanted to go back to nowhere. Qi Tianle (Liu Xueyan) once saw Taiping singing and dancing on Fenglin Road in Xiaota, Honggang.

After dancing, people return, the moon turns obliquely, and they see Lang Guan Xingdu again. For more than twenty years, the land in Xiangguan has been covered with mulberry trees and hemp.

Talking about Luxiang, the young man knows whether he is right or not. Nowadays, he is gray-faced and white-haired, chatting about farming, vaguely in the farmland.

Day and noon in the south of the village.

Cooking tea with guests and laughing about the past and present. Thousands of years are far away, and the bamboo wind sweeps away the house.

Wandering (Su Shi) There are thousands of layers of wandering in the maple forest and green walls beside the Chu River. I can’t bear to see them. After opening the book, I know that the way home is near, and the woodcutter in Jiannan is giving pills.

2. Poems related to the maple forest

1. Parking and sitting in the maple forest at night - "Mountain Journey" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty 2. A lone boat facing the maple forest under the faint moon - Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty "Listen to the tune of flowing water" 3. The combination of orange trees and maple trees in the maple forest - "Ten Quatrains of Kuizhou Song" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty 4. Walking back to the sky under the green maple forest - "A Journey to Danyang" by Sun Ti of the Tang Dynasty 5. The sound of the ape rising in the maple forest at the moon Bitterness - Tang Dynasty Liu Changqing's "Enter the Sand Niu Stone Cave in Zhuci, Guangxi" 6. Thousands of miles of maple forest with deep mist and rain - Tang Yuanjie's "Five Songs of Ye Nai" 7. White waves separated the maple forest - Tang Sikong Shu's "Send Le Ping Miao Ming" "Mansion" 8. The maple forest withers the late leaves - Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty "The Merry Man·The maple forest withers the late leaves" 9. The maple forest cries at dawn - Song Chao Buzhi's "Le Pavilion Banquet·Danfu Huang Fragrance Can Laugh" 10 , Chushui maple forest is a fishing boat - Song Lu You's "Expelling Boredom" 11. The maple forest rustles with withered cold leaves - Song Zhao Changqing's "Bodhisattva Man·The maple forest rustles with withered cold leaves" 12. The maple forest is red with late smoke and green - Song Jiang Jie's "Youth Tour: The maple forest is red and the mist is green in the evening".

3. Poems with maple forest

Parking for sex at night in the maple forest, frost leaves are red in the Xunyang River to see off guests the first night, maple leaves are blooming in autumn.

The master dismounted and was on the boat. He raised his wine and wanted to drink without the orchestra.

We were too drunk to say goodbye happily. When we said goodbye, the vast river was soaked in the moon.

Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa on the water, and the master forgot Returning guests don't say anything.

Who is asking secretly? The sound of the pipa stopped and it was too late to speak.

Move the boat closer to invite each other, add more wine, turn back the lights and resume the banquet.

After calling for a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.

The three or two sounds of the strings being plucked by the rotating shaft are sentimental before the melody is formed.

The strings cover up the sound and thoughts, as if complaining of a life of failure.

Low eyebrow letter The formalities continue to play, and the infinite things in the heart are said.

Lightly gathered, slowly twisted and wiped, and then picked again, it was the last six of the colorful clothes at first.

The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are choppy. Like a whisper.

The noise is mixed with bullets, and the big and small beads fall on the jade plate.

The orioles in the Guan Guan are talking about the slippery bottom of the flower, and the quiet spring is hard to swallow under the ice.

The ice spring is cold and the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass through the sound for a while.

Don't feel sad and resentful. At this time, silence is better than sound.

The silver bottle is broken and the water is slurry. Burst, the cavalry stands out with the sound of swords and guns.

At the end of the song, the plucked strings are drawn carefully, and the sound of the four strings is like cracking silk.

The east boat and the west boat are silent, only the white autumn moon is seen in the middle of the river.

She was deep in thought while playing the plucked strings, straightening her clothes and concentrating her face.

She said that she was originally a girl from the capital, and her family lived under the tomb of shrimp.

Thirteen Studies When he got the pipa, he was named the first one in the teaching workshop.

Qu Ba often teaches good people, and he is always jealous of Qiu Niang.

When Wuling was young, he was quarreling over his head. There are countless red silk threads.

The clouds on the head are broken into pieces by the grate, and the blood-colored skirt is stained by the wine.

This year’s laughter will be repeated next year, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will pass easily.

My brother left to join the army and my aunt died, and I went to court in the evening.

The door was deserted and there were few cars and horses. The boss married a businessman.

The businessman valued profits over separation. The month before last, Fuliang bought tea. Go.

Go back and forth to guard the empty boat at the mouth of the river. The moon is shining brightly around the boat while the river water is cold.

Late at night, I suddenly dream about youthful things, and the dream cries and tears are red.

I sighed when I heard the pipa, and groaned again when I heard the words.

We are both fallen people in the world, so why should we have known each other before we meet.

I resigned from the imperial capital last year and lived in Xunyang City where I was sick. .

There is no music in Xunyang, a remote place, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not heard all year round.

I live near the Huanjiang River in a low-humidity place, and yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around the house.

What did you hear during the day and night? The cuckoo sings and the blood ape mourns.

When the flowers on the spring river meet the autumn moonlit night, I often drink wine alone.

How can there be no folk songs and village flutes, which are hard to listen to.

Tonight I hear your pipa music, and my ears suddenly become clear as if I were listening to fairy music.

Mo Ci Geng sits down to play a piece of music and translates it for you on the pipa.

I feel this The words have been standing for a long time, but sitting down makes the strings turn sharply.

It is not as sad as the forward sound, and everyone in the seat is crying after hearing it.

Who in the seat weeps the most? Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt is wet.

Mountain hike to Du Mu

Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people deep in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, Frost leaves are as red as February flowers.

Poems describing the maple forest in autumn_Baidu

4. Poems with maple forest

1. Stop and sit in love It's late in the maple forest, and the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers - Du Mu's "Mountain Journey" 2, who gets drunk in the maple forest at dawn? I always shed tears when I leave ----- Wang Shifu's "The West Chamber" 3, the Wu leaves are new and yellow, the persimmon leaves are red, and there are also tallow trees and red maples ----- Yang Wanli's "Autumn Mountain" 4, the moon is setting, crows are crows, the sky is full of frost, and the river maples are Fishing fire vs. sleepiness----Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" 5, the soul comes to the maple forest and is green, the soul returns to the pass and is black -

--- Li Bai's "Dream" 6, There are many green willows in the Liang Garden, and the maple trees are all over the Chu bank---- Chu Guangxi's "Five Odes of Linjiang Pavilion" 7, Six years under the maple forest, I don't know how many years have passed---- Lu You's "Late" "I feel the crows chirping in the trees in the garden" 8. Follow the maple forest on your way back, return home to remember the water shield----Liu Changqing "Farewell to Zhao Jushi and return to the river in early spring" 9. The Yangtze River has maple forests as far as the eye can see, and the solitary horse cloud cannot be found-- --Liu Changqing's "Send Off the Marquis Zhongcheng to Kangzhou" 10, The moonrise in the maple forest makes the ape's voice bitter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus vomits in the cold weather in Guizhu----Liu Changqing's "Enter the Sand Niu Stone Cave in Guizhu" 11, I heard business estimates while boating, and stayed there Under the maple forest ---- Li Duan's "Miscellaneous Songs and Songs: Two Ancient Parting Songs" 12, the maple forest is blocked, looking back to recall the fairy place, the broken soul flies across the lake and river---- Liu Chenweng's "Orioles' Cry Preface" 》13. On the maple forest road of Honggang Xiaota, I have seen peaceful singing and dancing----Liu Xueyan's "Qitian Le" 14. By the Chujiang River, the maple forest and green walls can't bear to see thousands of layers of wandering----Su Shi's "Wandering" 15, Xunyang River Seeing off guests the first night, maple leaves and flowers rustling in autumn——Bai Juyi's "Pipa Play".

5. Poems related to the maple forest

1. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night - "Mountain Journey" by Du Mu of Tang Dynasty

2. Lonely boat under the moonlight To the maple forest - Tang Dynasty Wang Changling's "Listen to the Tune of Flowing People's Water"

3. The combination of orange trees and green trees in the maple forest - Tang Du Fu's "Ten Quatrains of Kuizhou Song"

4. Green Maple Forest The next time I return to Tianzhi - "A Journey to Danyang" by Sun Ti of the Tang Dynasty

5. The sound of the ape rising at the moon in the maple forest is painful - "Entering Guizhu Cisha Niu Stone Cave" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty

6. Thousands of miles of maple forest, deep mist and rain - Tang Yuanjie's "Five Songs of Ye Nai"

7. White waves separate the maple forest - Tang Sikong Shu's "Farewell to Leping Miaoming Mansion"

8. The maple forest withers the late leaves - Song Dynasty Zhou Bangyan's "Merry Man·The maple forest withers the late leaves"

9. The maple forest cries at dawn - Song Dynasty Chao Buzhi's "Le Pavilion Banquet·Dan Mansion" "Yellow Fragrance Can Smile"

10. Fishing boats in the maple forest of Chu River - Song Dynasty Lu You's "Expelling Boredom"

11. Maple forest rustling with withered cold leaves - Song Dynasty Zhao Changqing's "Bodhisattva" Barbarian·The maple forest rustles with withered cold leaves"

12. The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue at night - Song Jiang Jie's "Youth Tour·The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue at night"

6 . Poems about maple leaves

The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn——Bai Juyi's "Pipa Tour"

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are red with frost Flowers bloom in February----Du Mu's "Mountain Travel"

The Ming Dynasty hangs sails, and the maple leaves fall one after another----Li Bai's "Night at Niuzhu Nostalgia"

Thousands of maple leaves return Thousands of branches, the river bridge covers the late evening sails----Yu Xuanji's "Jianling is sad and looks forward to the children"

I paint the long blue river water, and love the sorrow of the maple leaves on the evening pavilion----Tang Yin's "I Love the Fragrance of Autumn" 》

Mountain Travel

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping,

There is a home deep in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night,

The frost leaves are as red as the February flowers.

Five Poems about Maple

Author: Li He Era: Tang Dynasty

The autumn water on the stone roots is bright, and the autumn grass on the stone bank is thin.

The fragrance of wild bamboo invades clothes, and the hibernation hangs thickly in the wild.

Cen Zhongyue returns, and the toad lights up in the sky.

The osmanthus dew meets the fairy, and the clouds are dancing under the stars.

The desolate gardenias have fallen, and the mountain weeps clear.

Below is Zhang Zhongwei, whose desk is about to decay.

Xiangshan

The rain makes the pines green,

The frost dyes the maple leaves red.

The wind blows and the white clouds move,

Sending tenderness thousands of miles away.

Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.

--Du Mu

Jiang Shangfeng Cheng Yanxiong

Jiang Feng is full of flowers and cannot compete with the power of pine trees.

A leaf falls on the fisherman's house, and the setting sun brings autumn colors.

Sleeping in the Autumn Rain at Night by Bai Juyi

The dawn is clear and the cold has not yet risen, and the frost leaves are all red.

Mountain Excursion Du Mu

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February.

Send Zhou Zi to visit Jingnan after his death, Cen Shen

The orange blossoms are blooming in Shandian, and the maple leaves are new in Jiangcheng.

Listening to the flute on a moonlit night in Jianglou Liu Cang

Thinking of the bright moon and white waves, the sound enters the blue clouds and the maple leaves of autumn.

Painted on the Yushan Ridge by Huangfu Zeng

The autumn flowers look like snow, and the maple leaves cannot help but be covered with frost.

Passing Man Cave - Song Zhiwen

The forest is dark with maple leaves, and the garden is fragrant with orange flowers.

Sending Wang Changling to Lingnan by Meng Haoran

Traveling far and near to Dongting, the maple leaves startle the autumn early.

Jiang Shangfeng Cheng Yanxiong

Jiang Feng is naturally lush and cannot compete with the power of pine trees.

In the mountains, the maple trees on the east side of the fence are pregnant with Chengdu. Lu You

Under the red building in the west corner of Wumen, there is a red maple tree.

Early Winter Lu You

The maple leaves are better when they are withered, and the plum blossoms are fragrant before they are moved.

Late Autumn Calligraphy by Lu You

Maple Leaf was miserable at first, but Ju Cong was not supportive.

Wen Zhengming's Landscapes, Qianlong

The old shade of pine trees dispels the heat, and the new maple leaves are illuminated in autumn.

Sending Lord Masuda Shebo back to his country Lu Xun

The hibiscus tree is in the beautiful autumn weather, and the maple leaves shine like red leaves in the tender cold weather.

In autumn in the south of the Yangtze River, ripe chestnuts are as big as a fist. The red maple leaves rise, the green reeds and white waves of the river

The sweetgum of liquidambar in the evening, the quiet flowers, the shadows of the southern mountains in Jinshui

The red-leaf maple forest sings with a hundred tongues, and the rooster dances on the yellow mud wild bank

The frost-stained crows and maples are drunk by the sun, and the cold Jingshui brings ice currents

The sun and the moon are white, the green maple leaves are red and the sky is rainy and frost

7. About maple leaves Verses about maple leaves

Verses about maple leaves

1. When the soul comes, the maple leaves are green, and when the soul returns to the pass, it is black - "One of Two Dreams of Li Bai" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

2. Jade dew has withered the maple forest, and the Wushan and Wu Gorges are desolate - Du Fu's "Eight Autumn Songs" of the Tang Dynasty

3. The maple leaves are thousands and thousands of branches, and the river bridges cover the late evening sails - Tang Dynasty · Yu Xuanji's "Jianling's sorrow and hope for children's safety/Jiangling's sorrow and hope for you"

4. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February - "Mountain Journey" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

5. The moon is setting, the sky is covered with crows and frost, and the river maple and fishing fire are facing melancholy - Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty, "Night Mooring on the Fengqiao/Night Mooring on the Fengjiang River"

6. Seeing off guests on the first night on the Xunyang River , maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Pipa Xing/Pipa Yin"

7. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, the water is cold, the maple leaves are longing for the reds - "Sauve Acacia·Yizhong Mountain" by Li Yu of the Five Dynasties

8. The maple leaves have fallen, and the orchid flowers have dried, and the drunken fishing boat does not feel the cold - "Song of the Fisherman" by Zhang Zhihe of the Tang Dynasty

9. The red leaves of autumn maples are scattered, and the spring rocks are thundering. Ben - "Lushan" by Li Xianyong of the Tang Dynasty

10. The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue in the evening - Jiang Jie of the Song Dynasty "Youth Tour - The maple forest is red and the smoke is blue in the evening"

11. At dusk, the autumn smoke rises, and the slender maple forest is blooming - "Passing the Sanlv Temple" by Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty

12. The red maple leaves are beside the blue clouds, and the yellow flowers are under the secluded rocks with thousands of spots - Zhang Luan of the Song Dynasty Traveling on the Shasha·Autumn into the Cloud Mountains"

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