The green plum is not grown at home, and I have never seen a man come riding a bamboo horse. I am a man of many lovers.
When I was the stupidest, I secretly took Qingsi to follow you, but you betrayed me and left me filled with hatred...
Warm and cold at first, the sound of silver-saddled white horses and jade flutes makes me see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day, and the dazzling emotions are endless, leaving me full of sadness...
You are the only one who comes neither early nor late. I only hope that your heart will be like mine, that you will come back when you are alive, and that I will miss you long after death.
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