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Buddha bells are in full bloom all over the palace walls. Flowers are dancing in the wind. Drinking alone a thousand cups of peach blossoms and drunken swords in the vast snow. Tears are like stars falling on the eyebrows and burning up the makeup on the eyebrows. Pear blossoms are flying like bright snow. The secret fragrance hides all the bitter feelings. The constant entanglements evoke the lovesickness in the eyes. Ten strands of separation from the forest cannot be separated from the silver hair. The sky is extinguished just to guard the sorrow of the other life. The relationship between Buddha bells and flowers cannot fulfill the tenderness in the dream. Playing the piano with bare hands, parting and recalling each other, waving my hand and tapping the rouge, the charming phoenix of a generation, the helpless love, deep and shallow love, the constant obsession of three lives, holding the blue sky in my hand, staying together with half my heart, just waiting for you to return, and this love can continue.

Come to China Literature's website to read more of my works!

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