Thinking back to those days, when we were strong and powerful, we were strong and strong;
I recall that in those days, Huahong was like jade, which was blown away by the wind;
I remember those days when you and I were so close to each other.
It is better to regard life as running water and the moments as time passes.
Instead of hate, there is love; if there is not death, there is life.
What can be tolerated in the world with a fixed state? It seems to have changed over thousands of years, but it still seems to be unchanged, it's just water.
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