Slow voice
love use hurt
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Searching and searching, deserted and deserted,
Miserable, miserable, miserable,
It is most difficult to take a breath when it is warm and then cold.
Three glasses and two glasses of light wine,
How can he defeat him when dawn comes and the wind rushes?
The geese are passing by, and I am sad,
But they are old acquaintances.
The ground is covered with yellow flowers,
Nowadays, there is no one worthy of being haggard.
Watching the window alone, how can it be dark.
The sycamore trees also drizzle,
Bit by bit until dusk.
This time, there is no such thing as "sorrow".
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