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I have shared three lifetimes of love with you, but the relationship is both destiny and calamity. I want to drink wine with the help of Jiangmei, but the wind sounds loud and clear There are scattered flowers and sparse wine lamps, and the blue clouds and dusk are facing each other in the sky. It's hard to find the dream back in the clouds, we miss each other and trust each other to return When the returning swallow comes, the flowers are dyed, the pale moon falls and the dawn comes, the swallow comes in spring Reminiscing about the past, meeting autumn dreams in the West Pond, clearing dreams by the sun and breaking up one's appearance I saw only dry mountains and burning ink smoke, and cried alone in the dark moonlit night