When we were young and young, you and I would lean on the railing and play the flute and sing poems to the moon, laugh at the beautiful scenery and love the poems;
Unexpectedly, when I turned around and brushed my shoulder, the beacon fire burned out the palace city, the broken halberd turned into feathers, and all the entanglements turned into clouds and smoke dispersed into the sky.
The iron horse is clanging, and in the chaos of troubled times, you suddenly appear, like falling from the sky, beyond my expectation.
Once you promise that you are willing to help me rule the world, I will promise you wealth and glory.
The future is difficult and full of thorns. You hold my hand and walk steadily towards the Nine Heavens.
I can't see whose lingering affection has never moved away, and I can't hear whose whispers are coming to my ears.
When all the dust has settled, I look back at the way I came. Time flies in a hurry, but what remains in the deepest part of my memory is your silent smile.
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