Autumn comes and winter goes.
The chrysanthemums are withered and the flying snow is beautiful.
Where is the old friend? It's been a long time.
The road is endless and sorrowful, and the green curtain is rolled up.
When love is strong, it fades away; when hate is not realized, it is far away.
A dream of a golden horse and an iron horse can bring about great success.
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