I have a bottle of exquisite wine,
The mountain moon is a pillow, and the thin dew is a quilt.
Warm up a pot of past memories and pour a cup with you.
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A person's life is thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, with countless passers-by. Some add color to the mountains and rivers, some make the sun and the moon dim, some change the flow of the river, and some shape the bones of the body. When the time comes, he will just stand on the top of the mountain and the river looks back. Called softly again: "I can't live with you in this life, but it would be nice to die with you."
Intention: Use dreams as horses to live up to your youth.