The wind blows through the plain clothes, and the sword roars in the vast sky. Looking back, life and death are like a dream. My heart is like a sea floating in the ocean, coming and going again. Knowing the sorrow is unforgettable.
One sword can conquer a city, and the cold plum blossoms are proud of the green frost. Time passes, love and hate are hard to let go, and the red makeup remains. The dark fragrance fills the sleeves and the flowers fall, which is also melancholy. We met late, why do we miss each other so much?
Pengshan faces each other, the lights are burning and the autumn night is cool. I sigh infatuatedly, the returning swallows whisper, and the rain wets the window.
In the world of mortals, we sing softly, and the jade is still fragrant. We know each other deeply, and we hope to stay together for a long time.
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