Liuli's eyes cannot see through the gloom of the world
The snow-like index finger regrets that it cannot be worn year after year
I stand on this side of Wangchuan River and dare not look at the sadness on the other side.
The dense mist blurs your face
This blood-stained emotion can no longer return to pure whiteness
Missing it is not necessarily a fault, but missing it must be a regret, an unforgettable regret
If I have nothing, all I have is time to stay, not even beauty
If you were just a smiling boy
Then can I cross the long and wide Wangchuan River and touch your fingertips——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————Thanks ZYY
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