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Glitz and glamour, there are several layers of broken love, but there are few pedestrians on the bridge. In the past, you said you would show me all the glitz and glamor of this life. At the end of the song, the thread breaks and the love is hard to hang on to. I was left alone to go to the end of the world with sadness. Go under the Naihe Bridge, under the moonlight in front of the flowers. I asked Po Meng how many bowls of hot tea she wanted. The flashiness of a lifetime melts away in an instant, Ridiculous, lamentable and struggling, The pagoda is broken, and flowers grow on the ground. I have lost the good years of my previous life...