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At the crossroads, whose grass grows and the orioles fly [Text/Concubine Xiaoxiang.
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This is a foreign land where I wake up with a hangover
Incomplete moonlight
A thin swan song can so easily scratch the dawn
The chirping of the cicadas that fell on the treetops is still telling that
Prophecy
Don’t go on for years and you still don’t know
I was once How carefully I turn my thumbs
Say I love you
Two
Can I reach heaven if I pass through the sunshine
Lightly lift my index finger Lightly arouse
Others are shouting about being tired, but I am hiding my hurt silently
So what after so many years
I have become accustomed to sleepless nights
Through one street after another
Even if I don’t mention the past anymore
It’s still my own injury
Three
Wash away the dust of travel with tears
The oath written on the middle finger has already been blown away by the rain and wind
This summer is gradually fading
Fading Some sentences are remembered by us
and forgotten by us
Look outside the window
The falling red is like washing
Four
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You said the ring finger is a piece of paper
Maybe you should have known earlier
Happiness is just a fleeting stream of water, but you use the shallowest spoon when scooping it up
What else can I say? Let me give you a flower, and we will be close to each other from now on
My dear, please see my gorgeous turn, my smile like a flower
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My little finger is no longer Pain
Beginning with the past
Forgetting each other in the world
In the end, I will lose July and walk on August's shoulders
Looking down on the world of mortals, everything slowly becomes indifferent
It's just a cold finger from each other
Maybe the world of mortals in your life and mine
is just at the crossroads
p>Look at the warblers flying in the distance and the grass growing long
Hide a sharp blade and be as quiet as a flower