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Looking at the setting sun, Fang Yuan lightly laughed. "The sun sets above the blue mountain, the autumn moon with the wind of spring. The morning is fine like hair and night is like snow, whether you succeed or fail when you look back there's nothing left." Fang Yuan sat at a seat by the window. A gust of wind blew, bringing with it a poetic …