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内心总有一种坚定

单车踏着落叶看着夕阳不见

只今窜林下，织衣而耕食

冻水一方休洗砚，轻烟几缕任煎茶

大邦有命独见推，万指不停吹夜火

滴沥闻阶砌，湿云拥不流

大汉茂材有异等之科，振拔殊尤，今视诸昔