Shanyue doesn't know what's in her heart, but I understand the past of the moonlight, like the smoke, the stars and rivers fall, the sun and the moon are vast, the shimmering little lights, the fleeting fireworks arrive as promised, are you still looking up at the stars? Maybe you don't, but we do. The moon is sparse with stars, the magpies are flying south, and the long journey is looking for plum blossoms in the snow. Are you still regretting the end of your life in your recklessness? The starry sky is brilliant. If you go out of it, the sun and stars will be hidden, the mountains will be invisible, business travel will not be possible, the rafters will fall and be destroyed, the dusk will be dark, and the tigers will roar and the apes will cry. When climbing the tower, there are those who are nostalgic for their country, worried about slander and fear of ridicule, their eyes are full of desolation, and they feel extremely sad. And you will finally let go, share the eternal sorrow with you, and share the regrets of thousands of fates with everyone. The moonlight is like smoke, the past is like a dream, I look for it and regret it for the rest of my life, until I suddenly look back, that person is there, in the dimly lit place.
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