A country is still a beauty, this is a problem that has troubled people for a long time.
But she never thought that one day, she would be put on this scale
You love me or you don't love me, I can't tell
But I know that my heart was moved when we first met many years ago
From now on, being loved or betrayed is no longer something I can control.
But I will always remember that afternoon and that clear blue
If life is just like the first meeting, what's the matter? The autumn wind is sad and the fan is painted
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He has shouldered the loyalty of the entire family. He wants to be a shield and protect the land where the family's blood is sprinkled. To this end, he will sacrifice everything.
But why, when she cried, he felt regret for the first time
Are you still willing to love me, are you still willing to remember me?
There is love and infatuation in life, this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon