The chrysanthemums shine on the moon, and the moon intoxicates the other shore. The ink chrysanthemum dreams of cherry blossoms, and the shining winter chases shadows.
The cherry blossoms of the family fall, and the loss of love leads to resentment. He was defeated in battle, but he never regretted it.
When I am helpless now, my life will be like the first time I saw you.
——I have no resentment. I can meet you in this life and have no regrets.
——If there is an afterlife, I would like to stay and breathe with you forever and never be separated.
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