The long street is long and there are many flowers. You turn on the lamp to look back; the short alley is short and the moon is full. I hold the flute and sigh again. In just one glance, he fell in love with the woman who looked back at her with a charming smile, even though she suffered a lot of pain, she didn't care how many reincarnations she had to go through. Smiling for you, reincarnation is over.
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