At the beginning of the month, there was a cannon in the head,

Laugh and ask for a monthly pass.

Playing the pipa in a hurry,

A chapter is even more tormenting.

Ten years of keyboard talk about life,

People are far away in every inch.

Galloping up and down for 5,000 years,

A dream wakes up in the present.

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