Once you leave, it will be difficult to see you again. The two places are vast, and the love is short-lived.
Three letters home, no more news. Ask around and you will hear back.
After five years of meeting each other, we looked at each other with tears in our eyes. Farewell in June, the scorching sun is shining brightly.
A road of seven miles is like walking in one year. Looking back eight times with endless affection.
September 9th, mountain climbing and reminiscing. Ten miles away, Lang has returned.
A hundred days is like a thousand years. Extremely happy and shed millions of tears.
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