A swarm of bloodthirsty ants attracted to carrion
I look at the lonely scenery with an expressionless face
After losing you, love and hate begin to become clear
If I lose you, what else should I care about?
When doves no longer symbolize peace
I finally woke up. The square was feeding vultures.
I rhyme beautifully
Describe a love that has been plundered
(Jay Chou·Nocturne)
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