Bright moon, west wind, cool night
The cold air blows through the tall buildings
New fermented green ants
Drink a thousand cups alone
No one shares my past
Old books, pictures, old books and old books
That person jumped into his heart
Only then do you know your merits
A Dream of Huangliang
What's wrong with having nothing to do?
I go alone
on cloud nine
Jian Jia Cang Cang no one sings
The wine is cold in the cup
Love is hard to repay
Thousands of things happened in the past
Don't ask about gains and losses, keep hidden things
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