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Have a drink during the cold and go and talk about the memories

author:Representative of farmers in Wulian County

How many flat words should be staged?

How many grievances are there in a song?

Joy and sorrow, love and hate, purple smoke and rain, creekside bridgehead,

How many red dust men and women walk back and forth in the fog of love?

Zi Yan opened all over the place, but a roll of acacia was tied up for a thousand years,

Who said that the encounter was one of the most lonely dreams in the prosperous world, drunk, drunk, drunk,

It is just a dream of the fireworks, but it is willing, sinking, and easily promised the three lives of dust,

Waiting for a thousand years, just to stare and stop at the moment you pass.

The ferry of the years, separated by thousands of rivers and mountains,

In the drunken smoke wave, I only wanted to hold a plain pen and draw a frame of DanQingjin paintings and memories.

Sigh softly, that attack of the heart, slowly open the thoughts, splash a little warmth,

The wounds of that season were buried, but under the Bodhi Seat, everything has long been separated from the world,

The disciple left a note to the small seal of Su Aya,

The memorial is a legend of the old world.

In the cold season, there is wine tonight, there are stories, the person who drinks is me, the person who listens to the story is still me, and the protagonist of the story is gone!

This wine to drink...

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