Tonight, don't regret getting drunk and blushing. You are very fair and calm. You must believe in joy, looking back is like a whirlwind. Wandering at the end of the world, my head is white. It's rare to meet again.
I pinch all the stems and wait for the new red. I drink frequently and hate in a hurry. The flowers bloomed and the wind blew in the night. The melancholy spring scenery cannot be retained, so why are we so similar? Don't meet each other.
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