At the end of the Republic of China, various places were in turmoil, and the horn of war sounded.
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A song, a trace of tears, how can I forget the deep love you have for me? The boat has arrived, my hands are empty, and the beautiful shadows of the pavilion are gradually far away. From now on, studying hard in the cold window has become a name. Without you, there is no spring in the world.