I don't love the glitz of the world, I don't write about the turmoil of the world, I don't lament the desolation of the world, and I don't arouse feelings and sorrow. Watch the flowers bloom, wait for the flowers to fall, know the warmth and coldness, and be as clean as ever. If you give me a period of glory, I will give you a world full of flowers. In the prosperous and troubled times, all the world is dedicated to you; the green water is just for you to return to the fields and take off your armor. Who wore a cassock and had his hair cut off; who guarded the bronze and hid the flowers; who burned his eyes and let the sand rise; who pretended to be a play in a painting and conquered the world. I am willing to accompany you for three lives, a book on your pillow, a cat in your arms, and the person you love.
The gentle wind will not blow for the rest of my life, I will not miss Anhe Bridge for the rest of my life, I will not want to be by your side for the rest of my life, and I will never forget my young promise when I return. You promised me the red clothes and the clouds, and I promised you the world's tenderness. Later, the red clothes and the clouds were not mine, but the world's gentleness was paid to you. There are hundreds of beauties in the world, but you are the only one I love. How many flowers fall, how many look back, forever and ever, and sometimes they fade away, and there is endless love in one place. Whoever interprets the feeling of lovesickness, who longs for the return of a loved one, whoever holds rouge tears, whoever traces willowy eyebrows, whoever expresses love and resentment in the song, whoever misses the reincarnation of red sleeves, whoever expresses lovesickness wrongly, is a heartbroken person. Holding your hand, I will share your life's hardships; kissing your eyes, I will give you a lifetime of affection.
If my hair is gray and my appearance is old, will you still hold my hands and be gentle and gentle like this? When I first heard it, I didn't know what the music meant, but after listening to it, I became a person in the music. Now I know that the meaning of the poem is only to shed tears, but I can't see the person who accompanied me alone. Since you are also a person in the song, why are you still listening to the song in the song? The thoughts in the song are still there, but the person in the dream is no longer there. After I have spent half my life in the army, I allow you to talk to me. If you don't look back, why not forget. Since there is no fate, why make an oath? Today, all kinds of things are like water without trace. Tomorrow and evening, you are no longer a stranger. Who do you dress up for? Who will paint your eyebrows for a lifetime?
Your tears are charming for whom. Who can soothe lovesickness for you? For whom does your beauty grow old? Who will hold your hand until you grow old? In the dream, all the flowers have fallen, but the feeling is still lingering, and the meaning is unforgettable. Although the strings are broken, the music still sings. Caressing a song, the years are quiet and peaceful, and the passing years cannot bear to be disturbed; laughing and staying with someone until old age, sharing the happiness in this life. It's best not to meet each other, so as not to worry about me. It's better not to know each other, lest I miss you. But we know each other once we have seen each other, and it is better to see each other than not. Ande and the king are determined to avoid having to worry about life and death. Missing you like a horse, it never stops after parting. Acacia is like a willow tree, floating all over the city, and all the catkins are flying.
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