You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
This is a sad story, born early, born late, age disparity, resulting in lifelong regret. Hearing such love, no one will not cry. It is not love that tears here, but the regret of love, because such regret is too beautiful and pure.
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Author: Anonymous (Tang Dynasty)
The spring pool is full, and spring grass grows in spring.
Spring people drink spring wine, and spring birds sing spring sounds.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
Let's drink to Wan Li.
Only worry about the future, sail with the wind.
Since entering Changxin Palace, each pair of solitary lamps shed tears.
If the town of boudoir cannot be opened, where will the dream come from?
Don't take Wan Li Road, it hasn't arrived yet.
On March 30th, there was no night when I didn't want to go home.