Start with hate and end with love.
You are the helplessness buried in my bones and blood in this life. The most beautiful age, the most beautiful you, but I missed it.
The green hill where your bones are buried is the place where I will stay for the rest of my life.
A thatched house with a garden full of plum trees. The subtle fragrance floating in the winter seems like the half-pot of plum blossom wine you warmed for me. The fragrance of plum blossom wine is as if you are still waiting for my return all night long.
A pair of people for the rest of their lives, they will bury their hearts together with you in the loess. In this life, there will be no regrets.
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