Seven years of hibernation, seven days of review, July out.

Shedding feathers hide the jade tree, singing hymns highly.

The silk clothes are thin, the temples are blue and slightly white, and the dew is drunk.

Often secretly looking for traces, a few want to succeed, a few times to keep the love.

Afraid of being disturbed, afraid of the aftermath of life flying away, the vultures themselves will leave in the dark.

At that time, I gave up, I never discussed, I once loved the morning and twilight, and now I am cold and miserable.

There is nothing to say about melancholy, there is nothing to say about lovesickness, and there is no bitterness after that.

- "With the Cicada"

Note: It is said that the relationship is short-lived, and when the relationship is exchanged, whether people cherish it enough. When love comes and goes, when hatred is thin and hateful, it is too false to be cherished. Don't say that the other party is too lucky, when the other party is affectionate, do you feedback the heartbroken lovesickness? In this long road of life, you don't cherish the beauty, someone helps you cherish it with your heart, and you only have time to lose weight and use wine to drown your sorrows.

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