Meet in the continuous trail of spring flowers and summer lotus, meet in the pavilion of autumn chrysanthemums and winter snow, meet in the south of the boat of the blue sky and Baiyun Creek Pond River, meet in the north of the mountain where the rain is rainy and frosty and red maple is sluggish, meet in the candlelight shaking and tearful spilling in the house, meet in the dream of sleeping on the pillow trickle of interesting things, rolling red dust, looking back because of the dream, and meeting by fate.

When the gears of fate do not stop moving forward, when they meet, know each other, and say goodbye to each other, when many years pass by, those who have walked with me on the road are like broken paper kites, difficult to find traces, and fly farther and farther.

At this time, although it is said that the moon is dark and the moon is still bright, but now the spring is cold and the spring is warm, at this time, although it is yesterday as thin as dust, but now it is gradually slowly returning, at this time, although it has become an old scenery in the past, but now the memories are still warm out of new emotions.

At this time, although it is said that it has been going for many years, but now after the years have passed, it has become more and more lonely. I want to be happy, but I can't grasp the past, and I can't hold on to the future, goodbye to the present, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's hard to see again, and the more I grow up, the more lonely I become.

Meet the people you meet among thousands of people, in the endless wilderness of thousands of years, there is no earlier step, no later step, just catch up, then there is nothing else to say, only to ask softly: "Oh, are you here too?" "Long time no see, my old friends.

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