There have been similar descriptions.

Only, it's not clear.

I know that the flowers are red and willow green, and there are many water droplets on the leaves.

Love, in the end, that's not it.

When to laugh and when to cry, then who knows, so, I have to reveal.

Sweat droplets live dust, and many drops are hard work.

Laughing, your eyebrows fluttering.

The white clouds are good, and the sun is dappled with negligence.

Ming, extinguished, three thousand confused.

Say, day after day, year after year, gray hair is still nothing.

Lonely, red for the lamp, wine white and gray remarkable.

When to get rid of the total flow step of the square circle.

You know, I have no flesh and blood.

The night was dark, and the wind was intermittent.

Mount Tai is also high, and the yellow water is also turbid,

Life is inexplicable and foggy.

also laughed, laughed to the liver and gallbladder, and scattered the branches.

To the sky, the cage is also simple.

Cry no, don't worry.

Yes, even in the world, bittersweet and bittersweet.

Drifting a leaf knows autumn,

Drink more, i.e., no matter what you say.

The building is high, the clouds are deep, I don't know where,

Only, singing gathers and scatters has nothing to do.

Laugh,

I'm laughing, far away, talking about joy and joy.

Loneliness, five colors, seven kinds of sang.

Close to me, far from me, Chinese and foreign take it for granted,

Thousands of miles, words, a thread.

No,

You should be laughing and talking, thousands.

Remember, the sunshine in my heart,

After the year, it will not die, the flower is red, the wine is white, and the green is green.

Yes or no?

hundreds, hundreds, hundreds,

Million.

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