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Absurd words, idiots talking about dreams, turning things upside down, holding reincarnation in their hands! Bizarre words, a dream, the end of time, waiting for your return!

The white horse in the green shirt is moving slowly, the rivers and lakes are far away, and the lonely shadow is cold and the moon is bright. At the end of the song, people dispersed at the end of the world, surrounded by endless mountains. The stars are sinking, the fire is flowing, the sky is vast, the meaning is still not exhausted, the wind lives at the end of Qingping. The three-foot sword looks up to the sky, where does the ninety-thousand-mile wind go? The rivers and lakes are like dreams, and while the dream is in full swing, you and I are all passers-by; when I wake up from the dream, I am Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies again. The rivers and lakes are like dreams, illusions, dew, and electricity...