Many years later, maybe I will still remember that someone appeared in my life.
Or unforgettable
Or as graceful as a startled dragon
In such ten years, I wonder, will anyone be able to fill that dream-like love?
At the end of the dream, the cherry blossoms finally drift away
The stories of the past have been blown away by the wind and faded into memory.
It's just the little Qingyang in front of the window who is singing softly:
At a spring banquet, I sing a song with a glass of green wine and pay my respects to Chen Sanyuan again: firstly, I wish that my husband will live a thousand years, secondly, I wish that I will always be healthy, thirdly, I wish that I will be like the swallow on the beam, and we will see each other every year...
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