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When the snow falls and the flowers fall, I ask you to return, but you will not return. Miserable, miserable, miserable, miserable, miserable... Time flies by, twenty-eight years is a drop in the ocean. The shadow of tears is just a play on flowing water. She shed tears all the way to hell, and her love is hard to break. He shed tears, wetting her reincarnation path. The maples are bustling and the green hair is long. The people in the song are in tears and sad. The wind is gentle and the water is long. Life is just a play. If the years are quiet, water will flow through your fingertips. The long flute does not sing, the light harp does not make noise. Whose heart sleeps in chaos? The sun sets, the trees are desolate, and the prosperity fades into dust... "Master, why is this piano cracked?" "That's the heart of a fool."