Once upon a time, I was young and romantic, and my laughter and words were misunderstood in the world of mortals.
The string songs are singing softly, the fans are dancing and the fragrance is flowing. Don't ask about the current year.
As soon as I stop thinking, my youth fades away, and I look back indifferently.
The heart has no waves, the love has no trace, and the trust is broken but there is no way back.
I know that there is no cold or heat in your immortal bones, and it is still the same as dusk when we meet again after thousands of years.
Another legend in the 600th year of Da Mian.
Related to the 600th year of Da Mian: "Yuelang", "Dancing Traces of the Cold Moon", "Silence on the Piano", "Lighting the Sky and Leaning on the Moon"
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