The demure place is like a delicate flower shining on the water, and the water does not leave a trace
The action is like a weak willow supporting the wind
The wind is far away, and it can't take away your fragrance
Who are you the sister forever
Who is the good brother who loves you with unchanging true feelings
His eyes will always be your mirror
His breath blows away your sorrow forever
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When you were twenty years old, your good dreams were still budding
You don't go up to the wall to show the spring color
I only hope that the prince will knock at the door
Your pursuers have trampled the wilderness off the road
The hearts that really love you are broken and they walk away
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Now in the twilight of your thirties, your dreams are still full of flowers
Eros is not afraid of how many ups and downs you have to live up to yourself
I'm afraid that you will ask Lang Jun to pay for your years of loneliness
Double the glory, double the wealth and happiness
You understand and you don't want to believe it
The longer you wait alone
The fewer people who can compensate you
Until one and a half did not have
