Such extreme prosperity seems so close but is actually far away, just like the happiness they have been longing for all their lives is finally separated by thousands of miles of east wind and just a dream away.
In troubled times, anything can be said and anything can be done, but the only thing that I can't force my whole life is love.
Love is so short, but forgetting is too long. Even if I commit martyrdom with silence and blood, I will inevitably end up regretting it in the grand vein of time. I will have no happiness in my previous life and no hope in reincarnation.
You use your life to play this song of mountains and rivers that compete with fate, and I use half my life to reconcile.
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