There are calls and murmurs, and the returning shadows are scattered. At dawn, I look at the red and wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. In your name, thousands of years are promised. Look twice and you will be rewarded with beauty, everything will be as you wish and you will get everything. When I hear people's words and understand that grain of dust, I will laugh at my sentimentality and be born early. Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon. When the fireworks are bright and fragrant, I am pleased with them and enjoy them very much. There is one more color of fireworks and one less shadow lamp. Born in sorrow, died in happiness. Are you relieved? We still want to share the happiness of family relationship with everyone. The frost and flowers are as heartless as fire, and the cold and warm colors can be seen in Chang'an. That red wall separates the sadness that is like fireworks in the heart. Do you know the sorrows of the crowd, right and wrong? Have you ever realized that calm and kind words of advice are as comfortable and free as the spring tide comes late in the river, like a misty rain in the rain for the rest of your life.
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