The Tidbits Are Gone with the Wind

The water in the canal outside Youzhou City is flowing, the sun sets at a sixteen-degree angle, and we are waiting for the mottled carriage to go away. I heard that you are far away from Beiqiang, far away from the ancient city. Can Aladdin's lamp point the way for you? I am used to imitating to the canal water, watching God drunkenly without thinking, appearing on stage to take pictures when I am bored and just relying on myself to act I hurriedly stepped on it five hundred times, and looked back at the sunny day after we passed the ferry together. When I encounter the wishing tower, my heart is at rest, and I look at the mountains and rivers, but I just want to be with you under the lamp. The torrent of history is boundless, the winter is far away and the spring is fading, it is just that the prosperity has passed away A person of one mind is hard to find again Wine, love no matter the end of the world The stars, flowers and catkins of the years are blown away by the wind The annual rings are shallow and deep, picking up the fragrance of wheat fields and flowers The city gate is mottled with dead vines and old trees, and the fainting crow can't find its way home. You can't live without you forever, like a butterfly that can't fly far I no longer think about it, silently closing the door to desolation The tidbits follow the wind, no matter what is left or not No more delusions, open up time carefully In my dream, in my hometown, walking alone The tidbits are gone with the wind, I am as free and unrestrained as a flower The love and hatred between the grassroots and the emperors and generals ~ the transformation of innocence ~ the purification of evil ~ The finished pit The finished pit Intention: