Looking at the mortal world indifferently and being drunk in the gentle countryside are like looking at flowers in the mist.
When we first met in the lotus pond, a new song was played.
Turning around, we go in opposite directions, leaving endless sadness.
Thousands of miles away from home, at the top of the Purple Mountain, we travel together from now on.
Boating on the five lakes, you can see thousands of mountains and rivers.
In the gaze, souls meet and sparks of life emerge.
Ren——
In the melodiousness, the loneliness is buried.
That sweet smile blew away the haze in my heart.
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