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                           菱花镜，俏红颜，丝线韶华的锦绸失了色。 
                           尔一针一线，眉目清晰，芳心寸结。 
                           小城楼，谁临风，温然亦菀然。 
                           尔眉心深蹙，思思念念，到是为谁。 
                           终是在那小桥经过望高楼，又错过。 
                           吾为汝白青丝锦缎缝，倒是无人平余韵。苏韵锦。