Since ancient times, many heroes have admired the heavens and strived to become heavenly beings, but their lives have been hanging in the balance. I shed tears in the pavilion without looking at it. After a farewell, the prosperity is gone. There is no need for youth.
It's hard to have both worlds in the past, and when the moon fades and people pass away, who is connected? Keeping one's ambition but never regretting it, Lan Yan despairs and tears endlessly. This wish for the rest of my life.
If beauty is a sin, how can you convict me of the beauty of the country?
If love is a sin, why force your sins on me?
I have loved, hated, hurt, and regretted, but I can't help myself, I can't help crying, and my whole life is in chaos, how can I predict it?
Silver snow allures the city, silver snow allures the city, what is left in the end? With the help of God alone, charm is reborn, the blue face is in trouble, the silver snow allures the city, what is it in exchange for?
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