That is the flower that blooms between morning and night,
The day is dark blue, the night is bright red,
The name of the flower is Yeyan, also known as Qingyun.
That is a girl wandering between fantasy and reality,
She outside the mirror, and me inside the mirror,
Her name is Angelia,
My name is Angelina.
This is my story of living in the daytime,
It is also her story that has always lived at night.
I can only replace her name,
Taking possession of her happiness,
This is my helpless sin.
She can only live in lonely nights,
Falling in love with red in hatred,
This is her sin with her hands stained bright red...
So, for this sin, the flowers bloomed countless times...
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