The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.
He is so stupid, so stupid,
She, so stupid, so stupid
He is just an orphan and a stupid boy.
But she is the daughter of a wealthy family and a lady in everyone's family.
Why can't we always fall in love with a lover when we are successful?
The injustice of fate, the opposition of her family, and the shame of her clan, what should she do?
What should he do if he is scolded by his family and ridiculed by others?
Even if they have great abilities and deep love, they can't escape the clutches of fate.
She belongs to someone else after all.
And he. After all, I suffered for love all my life.
The bright moon does not understand the pain of separation and hatred. How can we know the mountains and rivers again?
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