I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River together.
When will this water stop? How long has this hatred lasted?
I only wish that your heart is like my heart,
It will definitely live up to your love.
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The curtain is thick, and I am the only one left,
It was when Hou Men entered the deep sea that Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.
Separated by thousands of mountains and rivers,
The bloody battle in the harem,
It will not destroy my heart.
PS: Don't shoot if you are afraid of bricks. . .