For whom are the music and songs sung, and whose harp is so sad?
The dust is as stained as the dust, and the prosperity of the prosperous age that is murmured in the dream is polluted.
The beauty sheds tears, the music of the harp and harp brings out the melancholy, and the sound of tranquility and tenacity floats
In those prosperous years that never come to an end, a flower blooms that will last forever.
However, in the end, contact was cut off, missing was cut off, the last hope was wiped out, and my heart was tired.
Until you say, don't be afraid, the flowers and leaves will fall, and you won't feel pity, because that is its reincarnation.
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Dressed in green clothes, he pulled on his clothes like a fairy and called to his sister;
With a black hair, he is as bloodthirsty as a demon;
A blue flute, he cut his hand open just to prove that he was not a devil.
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A pair of eyes and a look of love.
But your heart is not with me.
He knelt in the palace and begged, could you please not leave me.
But I saw her being taken away by others...
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Just go away, you and I will have nothing to do with each other from now on.
Go away, you will no longer be mine from now on.
Two sentences to two different people.
Why, my heart hurts so much, even though I am obviously not emotional.
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You are the devil, we are not the same world;
You are a human being, but I don't love you.
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