That torch of light at night in Chang'an reflected the fallen flowers brilliantly
We are destined to rub shoulders, but we don't feel the cold clothes. Looking back, don't forget each other.
In that dream, it was faintly stained with blood, and the golden palace was dark at night
What joy is there in life and death at the end of the road? The rivers and lakes are unpredictable.
Called ruthless but sentimental, true love and wrong love are unforgettable
If you have no intention, why feel sad? Swing your sword to end this meaning
Even though I'm young and mad, I don't like beautiful women but purple shirts.
I don't care about your injuries in the play, the curtain ends leisurely and the fragrance of tea lingers
The Broken Edge Testing the Sword's Edge Hidden, Who Can Paint the Remaining Ink Painting?
Looking at the shadow and the moon, I miss you endlessly. I miss you endlessly and my heart breaks.
I've watched the journey turn over and over again, but I can't forget to leave it.
The sky is barren, the earth is old, the tears are not dry yet
Wake up, get drunk, don't lick your wounds
What's wrong with losing this good night? It's even more broken and stumbling through the night.
Ten years of wind and snow all over the world, unresolved old grudges and lingering hatred
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