#Urumqi headlines #Flow years are fragile, fireworks are easy to cold,
The past is the past, and the butterfly leads the dream.
Come and go, come and go, come and go,
Like years of water flowing, trapped in a city.
The wind is rising, destined for eternity,
In this life and in this life, gaze at the scars.
Heart to heart, mind to heart,
The flow of years is like water, and the gods of the years kiss.
The flowers are gone, and the sky lanterns are haunted,
Endless life, religious faith.
Like the flow of water, like the flow of water,
Love falls red dust, and there is still warmth in memory.
How bitter is love, how deep is the path of love,
The flowers are full of flowers and the possibilities are endless.
Hometown cooking smoke, light nostalgia,
Naturally, dream after dream.
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