I thought I could come to you with satisfaction after fulfilling my youthful ambitions. When I was young and frivolous, I never thought that this world was not under my control. My immense enlightenment cannot fulfill my destiny, and my passion can only be cooled by the ruthless north wind.
There is a slight frost on the temples, and the heart is anxious and weak. I silently ask myself if I can stop being a hero with the sword in my hand.
Looking back on the desolate journey, I realized that I was so lonely and helpless.
Desert, can I come into your warmth? How will the longing for it end?
Year after year, you use the hazy Guanshan moon as your eyes, and the long sand road as your calling lips to remind me: Do you still remember that the desert is waiting for you? Remember those sultry words? Will ten thousand years of waiting and one thousand years of expectation have to die here?
In the river of history, Qingpeng keeps us very close. The fading Loulan and the ruined ancient city of Gaochang made me feel your slightly beating pulse in my confusion, and I could feel the throbbing in my heart with clarity. Rainbow-like dreams settle in the tranquil Selim Lake. It was promised that I would be the one to lift your red hijab. I am the one who loves you the most but turns away from you. The water pavilions and pavilions in the south of the Yangtze River make me stretch out my hand but I can't tell which ray comes from you. Humayi Beifeng, I failed your affection and destroyed your appearance, which actually made me regret for the rest of my life.
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