The evening breeze flows through the ancient alleys of old years,
Through the remains of the wall at night,
It's already cool autumn when I return,
Never forget,
She is wearing light makeup,
I can't hold the dusk in my sleeves,
The white dew light of the moon falls all over the ground,
exudes cold sadness,
I would like to be a white jade bell,
I wish you good health every year!
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