Time, like fallen flowers, corrodes people's memories.
Protect, even if you turn away, you will never forget.
Power is all over the world, and he is so arrogant that he cannot accept the slightest violation.
Chasing, is it to yearn for the front, or to escape.
Searching, life after life, who can bear the promise of the vicissitudes of the world.
Tired of heart, will there be hope that can be rekindled in the end?
The regrets, only one side in a thousand years, are scattered across the world and turned into ashes.
Maybe, this is - never separate.
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This article was originally titled "Terracotta Warriors and Horses - Thousand Years of Love"
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