The breeze is clear and the moon is shining, the small river has heavy buildings,
In the depths of drunken dreams, the beauty ends.
Clouds write on earth and in heaven,
The beauty of Huangquan and its nine secluded places.
Where can I send it, where can I leave it?
The dream returns home, and two lines of tears flow.
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'——If there is an afterlife, I will kill my fifth brother to avenge my father. '
Intention: To love deeply is to plan far