I am waiting to see why those who have mastered the scriptures do not become officials. I will wipe away my heroic tears before you.
Looking at the mountains and rivers waving their fingers under the apricot altar, it is shocking that it is the Zhongyuan Festival again.
For ten years, the sound of the blue bird has stopped, and the past is too much to think about.
"Don't come here to remember the story of Xilou. It's all over the orchid garden. The regrets are found again, and the strings are broken like a green qin."
"Lately I'm afraid of talking about the current events, and I've got knots all over my orchid collar. The moon is light and the lamp is dark, where can I find the clouds in my dreams?"
Knotted all over the orchid lapel, knotted all over the orchid lapel.
The bright moon should laugh at me affectionately, but now I am living in despair, wandering alone and singing alone.
"Brother Mengque, it turns out you are here too."
"The promise is important, you must remember it."
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