He said that Liang came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.
It's a pity that the green plums wither and the bamboo horses grow old.
She said that she was both his tears and his lake.
It's a pity that the moon in the lake is the moon in the sky, but the person in tears is not the sweetheart.
I have waded through black mountains and white waters, experienced hundreds of calamities and thousands of hardships,
Searching hard in this hot galaxy,
Because you are mine, the ideal in the world......
