There are fifty strings of Jinse for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of my good years.
Zizhi, when you and I met and knew each other, why did we end up today?
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky will make her heart wander every night.
Zizhi, if I said I regretted it, would you still believe me?
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