Fifteen years of waiting to meet you.
I hope I will live up to you in this life.
I will change the gold and gold for you and put on light makeup for you.
Fortune is ridiculous, fate is cunning. I am destined to miss you in this life.
Bells, drums, harp and harp, fighting in the north and marching in the south.
What I describe in detail is your cold allure.
A smile makes you fall in love, a frown makes you close your eyes.
Forget-me-not under the underworld
Destiny in the universe, remember not to fail me in the next life.
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