Our story didn't start well. Full of power, lust, struggle. It's just that we only expected the beginning, but not the end.

Going around and around, stumbling and stumbling, in order to go to this agreement on the Sansheng Stone, we have paid too much sadness, twists and turns, and shouldered too many guidelines and morals.

When the judgment of heaven comes, neither you who are strong and domineering, nor me who is obedient and helpless, will not be able to escape.

There is a distance, not life and death, but face to face, unable to hold hands. I have seen with you, the begonias outside the curtain, the mandarin ducks in Jinping, now only remain, the sky is high and smoky, and the lonely autumn is cool.

I have seen with you, the courtyard is deep in spring, the rain is full of good rain, and now there is only one left, a river is sluggish, and the lonely lamp is long at night. If you forget our story, then let my memories tell the story of the wilderness.

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