When was this hatred? Empty step, cold rain break, flower burial weather.
I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up.
It is also expected that the world will be cold.
Unlike the dusty night platform, it is deserted and buried by sadness.
Hairpin made a promise and abandoned it-
If there are Pisces in Chongquan. Know him well. Who have you depended on for many years?
I turned from the end of the night to the other side, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse.
When it's over, he will have a bosom friend.
I'm afraid they're both unlucky, and then they'll get together and stay in the wind for a long time.
Clear tears, confetti.