"East Wind Blowing Peaches and Plums" Extra 2
The lingering snow is shining on the screen, the plum blossoms are falling, and the flute has been played for three times, and there is no one else left and the moon is dimly bright.
I am a melancholy guest in the human world. I know what happened to you, and I burst into tears. I recall my life with the sound of heartbreak.
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