I was promised a wedding dress and red makeup,
But the beauty is wearing white sand and colorful clothes.
I haven't stopped drinking, and the night is still young, so my eyes are full of confusion.
Thousands of songs have been sung, and weeping is unbearable. Now I look forward to relying on someone.
In so many joys and sorrows,
I shed tears several times.
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Intention: The solitary plum blossom welcomes the spring independently, and lovesickness is not intoxicated in the beauty's arms