If long-term love is like a flower blooming, the geese return in spring, and the songs stop at the locust trees.
Don't ask how heavy the road to the end of the world is. We wear light clothes and side hats and are calm. Let's spend the spring night together with a cup of wine. Don't say how heavy it is to be away from others.
Let's sing, let's be happy, let's hold hands and walk through the world of mortals.
Jun Gujun, I am the same, deep love is naturally love madness.
You are not your king, I am not my self, and love and infatuation are just love and obsession.
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