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The red dust is strange, the years are getting older, and the past is recalled. In the early autumn of that year, the sky was blue, the wind was clear, and A bunch of orange stalks and red dust ferry were silently waiting, just to find a place to return. In the darkness, it pulls you

The red dust is strange, the years are getting older, and the past is recalled.

In the early autumn of that year,

The sky is blue, the wind is clear,

Hold a bouquet of orange stalk flowers

The Red Dust Ferry waited silently,

Just to find a place to go.

In the darkness,

Lead you through thousands of landscapes,

Tread all over the mountains and rivers,

Come to my ferry.

Fall in love with me and know each other, and go into the red dust together.

Idle watching the flowers blossom and fall before the court,

The clouds outside the sky are cirrus clouds.

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The red dust is strange, the years are getting older, and the past is recalled. In the early autumn of that year, the sky was blue, the wind was clear, and A bunch of orange stalks and red dust ferry were silently waiting, just to find a place to return. In the darkness, it pulls you
The red dust is strange, the years are getting older, and the past is recalled. In the early autumn of that year, the sky was blue, the wind was clear, and A bunch of orange stalks and red dust ferry were silently waiting, just to find a place to return. In the darkness, it pulls you
The red dust is strange, the years are getting older, and the past is recalled. In the early autumn of that year, the sky was blue, the wind was clear, and A bunch of orange stalks and red dust ferry were silently waiting, just to find a place to return. In the darkness, it pulls you
The red dust is strange, the years are getting older, and the past is recalled. In the early autumn of that year, the sky was blue, the wind was clear, and A bunch of orange stalks and red dust ferry were silently waiting, just to find a place to return. In the darkness, it pulls you
The red dust is strange, the years are getting older, and the past is recalled. In the early autumn of that year, the sky was blue, the wind was clear, and A bunch of orange stalks and red dust ferry were silently waiting, just to find a place to return. In the darkness, it pulls you
The red dust is strange, the years are getting older, and the past is recalled. In the early autumn of that year, the sky was blue, the wind was clear, and A bunch of orange stalks and red dust ferry were silently waiting, just to find a place to return. In the darkness, it pulls you
The red dust is strange, the years are getting older, and the past is recalled. In the early autumn of that year, the sky was blue, the wind was clear, and A bunch of orange stalks and red dust ferry were silently waiting, just to find a place to return. In the darkness, it pulls you
The red dust is strange, the years are getting older, and the past is recalled. In the early autumn of that year, the sky was blue, the wind was clear, and A bunch of orange stalks and red dust ferry were silently waiting, just to find a place to return. In the darkness, it pulls you
The red dust is strange, the years are getting older, and the past is recalled. In the early autumn of that year, the sky was blue, the wind was clear, and A bunch of orange stalks and red dust ferry were silently waiting, just to find a place to return. In the darkness, it pulls you

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