An unforgettable thing is what I want, but you can't give it to me; a long and gentle stream of water is something you can't give me, so I don't want it.
The stage is full of beauty, the wine stalls are lit, the scenery is beautiful, and the flowers are falling on the flowing water.
The most unforgettable thing in the play is that it is sweet, but it is equally sweet for a few moments, and bitter for a few moments, but only bitter for a few moments.
As time goes by, there are no regrets, just regrets.
Fate is fate, and evil fate is also fate.
Next year the grass will be green in the spring, Weisi people, who will return to me?
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