Doting on His Wife Turns into a Demon, and Young Master Yan Is Not the Best One

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There is nothing in the world that comes without hard work. People must go through setbacks and lose a lot of time, sweat and tears in order to achieve success. If you can't fly, run; if you can't run, walk; if you can't walk, crawl; but no matter what you do, you have to keep moving forward and hold on to your dreams.

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The wind blows open the lock of memory, thinking of you and me in the old days I have longed for my promise and regretted missing it. The peach blossoms have fallen and their secret fragrance hides their bitterness. The moon brightens the night and brings out the loneliness in the eyes It's hard to let go of you, let the vicissitudes of life submerge me, and my heart has been lost for three thousand years. Desperately yearning, heartbroken to the point of helplessness The more we want to forget, the more we are entangled, the more deeply we forget. I forgot that I was drunk and thought I had let go But after waking up from the dream, I shed tears thinking about you The flowers are falling, thinking you have been here, the tears in my eyes are mottled I can't express my regrets, it's hard to let go, my loneliness and vulnerability are affected by pain. When you say you love me again, when sorrow and joy intersect again Only then did I suddenly understand that my attachment to you is the pulse that I can't let go of. Desperately yearning, heartbroken to the point of helplessness The more we want to forget, the more we are entangled, the more deeply we forget. I forgot that I was drunk and thought I had let go But after waking up from the dream, I shed tears thinking about you Flowers bloom and fall, who will sew up the broken heart? Unable to understand cause and effect, the peach blossoms of the three lives are full of tenderness Love is hard to leave, love a flower I would like to hold my hands and grow old, watching the youthful spring breeze.

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