She was originally a dashing woman who wandered in the world
Drink and eat meat
It's just that the rivers and lakes are getting narrower and narrower
In the end, it became a world of two people
She was restless thinking about things
Taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind
She sneaked into his house
Put down the next sentence with great pride
I like you, it's up to you
Then walk away with your head against the wall
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