I used to love joy, and I felt love in spring.

From the flickering to the long, from the new green to the green,

Looking forward to it, waiting and waiting, spring and summer will come and return.

can be full of feelings, autumn has been barren, and the cicadas have not appeared.

This relative is miserable, obsessed, and happiness is not simple.

The scales are murmuring, and the water passing away from the east takes away the eternal moon;

Over the years, this vicissitudes have changed my face.

Even though the green branches have changed their faces, the past and now are gone.

My heart is full of love, how can I cut off this long-term love,

From the left to the right, across time and the sea of stars.

Tonight, when the three watches are cold, and the length of the love is not sleepless,

Sing a sigh and make a squirrel.

How many feelings urge my heart,

The past is not ancient, I often miss it, and I live on the red dust road.

Acacia leads, lovesickness tears, lovesickness covers people's eyes, lovesickness does not wear.

I miss it so much, I have to miss it, my heart is missing.

Like spring and summer, autumn and winter, she is the time of this life.

I miss it so much, I really miss it, I miss it all the time.

Thinking about it, yesterday's things can't be stopped.

Press the root of love, lock the root of love, I miss it so much.

I really miss it, I miss it all the time, and I love it all the time.

The long hatred is wasted, and it is absurd.

Look at the news in the mirror, and change my appearance.

How to ask the heart, how to find and seek.

I miss it so much, I really miss it, I have to miss it,

Missed all the time.

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