The ground is full of mourning and falling wine glasses
The glass falls and the wine cup is frosted
The frost on the road is late and the flowers are disappearing
When the flowers fade away, the ground is filled with sorrow
Destiny destroys the past in one life, love is hard to maintain in two lifetimes, and separation in three lifetimes will last forever...
If there is an afterlife, I would still like to be your disciple. When the frost is late and the flowers bloom and the dream is brewed, I will taste the dream with you and watch the flowers fall together...
The purple frost in the world of mortals fades slowly. I would like to use this song of farewell to exchange your love for three generations, and promise you a long life...
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