The building is deep and green.
The winding tree pavilion is falling into the sycamore tree,
Sichuan light brings late rainbow and falling rain.
The shadows of the trees cover the autumn magpies calling the wind,
If you don't see people, how can you think about them?
Broken heart, present and past, in the setting sun,
The blue clouds are still like the hatred on the top of the mountain.
Flying west and east!
In the rain
i saw you
in the wind
i fell in love with you
The story begins on a rainy day
White lilies, faint floral fragrance, and a deserted cemetery.
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