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At the end of the song, the strings are broken and people are scattered.
Prosperity is exhausted.
The fate of the banquet is fearless.
Secular heartless people are helpless.
Everything is a debt of the past,
I just want to continue this life.
Flowers are heartless and heartbroken,
My heart is broken, I miss you.
Dreaming thousands of miles to find Iraqis,
The silent dream of sorghum outside the window.
The past has become a world of mortals and tears,
Infatuation will only leave endless regrets.
Meet again on a dead end,
Naiheqiao will see you in the afterlife.
I feel a little disappointed when I am drunk, and I feel a world of mortals when I sigh. The phoenix tree falls all over the ground, and the autumn is three points thick. My heart is full of joy, but my dream is hard to find. I drink a song because I love the world of mortals.
Butterflies are drunk for flowers, but flowers fly with the wind, flowers dance and cry, flowers cry and petals fly, flowers bloom for whom to thank, and flowers thank for whom to grieve.
1, change your life with my three fireworks.
2. I am young and energetic.
3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, I sigh again.
4. Who finally broke the string and the flower fell on the shoulder, blurred.
5, how many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying.