Lang came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.
On the day when you will be here, we will tie the branches together.
Feng Ling: "It's a blessing for Ling to win your honor. I will live up to it in this life!"
Nestling against the railing, the road is winding, and we will see each other again, far apart in the clouds. Yu Zhen: "If there is an afterlife, I just hope to be alone."
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