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In the dream, I was obsessed with it, and asked the wine for spring and autumn. The sky was silent, and the love was deep for a few hours. Waiting for a long time, red dust and tears. The flowers bloom empty and hate, and the sea and sky are leisurely. (Original poem) Author of "Heavenly Question"

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In the dream, there is a delusion,

Ask the wine for spring and autumn.

The heavens are silent,

A few hours of deep affection.

Waiting for a long time,

Red dust and tears.

Flowers bloom empty of hatred,

The sea and sky are leisurely.

(Original poem) Author of "Heavenly Questions" [Nowhere to Talk]

In the dream, I was obsessed with it, and asked the wine for spring and autumn. The sky was silent, and the love was deep for a few hours. Waiting for a long time, red dust and tears. The flowers bloom empty and hate, and the sea and sky are leisurely. (Original poem) Author of "Heavenly Question"
In the dream, I was obsessed with it, and asked the wine for spring and autumn. The sky was silent, and the love was deep for a few hours. Waiting for a long time, red dust and tears. The flowers bloom empty and hate, and the sea and sky are leisurely. (Original poem) Author of "Heavenly Question"
In the dream, I was obsessed with it, and asked the wine for spring and autumn. The sky was silent, and the love was deep for a few hours. Waiting for a long time, red dust and tears. The flowers bloom empty and hate, and the sea and sky are leisurely. (Original poem) Author of "Heavenly Question"
In the dream, I was obsessed with it, and asked the wine for spring and autumn. The sky was silent, and the love was deep for a few hours. Waiting for a long time, red dust and tears. The flowers bloom empty and hate, and the sea and sky are leisurely. (Original poem) Author of "Heavenly Question"
In the dream, I was obsessed with it, and asked the wine for spring and autumn. The sky was silent, and the love was deep for a few hours. Waiting for a long time, red dust and tears. The flowers bloom empty and hate, and the sea and sky are leisurely. (Original poem) Author of "Heavenly Question"
In the dream, I was obsessed with it, and asked the wine for spring and autumn. The sky was silent, and the love was deep for a few hours. Waiting for a long time, red dust and tears. The flowers bloom empty and hate, and the sea and sky are leisurely. (Original poem) Author of "Heavenly Question"
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