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If it is a dream, I want to wake up as soon as possible. If it is true, I am willing to perish in the next life. Will Zhuang Zhou be dazzled by his dream? Or is it a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou? There is a kind of gathering, which lasts forever, and sometimes there is a kind of parting, which makes this hatred last forever, countless prosperous and prosperous, looking forward to the road of the netherworld and forgetting the river. In front of Naihe Bridge, I sighed Naihe Sansheng Stone and Meng Po Tang. The yellow spring is blue and the yellow spring is falling. The world is reversed. I am crazy about love and have no regrets. I reincarnate day and night. The mandarin ducks are reborn at the wrong time. I look at the past like the wind, blowing the catkins all over the sky. You are the smoke in my drunkenness.

Every encounter and acquaintance in the vast sea of ​​people is a fate. Destiny comes together and disperses, has a beginning and an end. Destiny, there are good and evil, deep and shallow...