I am the flying Green Ping, you are the dreaming Ziling;
You are my favorite sister, you are my beloved lover
But you broke my wings with your own hands;
You have a curtain of your dream, but all I have left is a grave of fallen flowers
When deception becomes a habit, when heartbreak becomes unhealable
All that remains is the sadness of a heart that has turned into ashes...
Green duckweed, green duckweed, green shadow duckweed, when the broken-winged phoenix flies again, the light of Nirvana is enough to amaze the world!
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