Time flies like water,

The dead are like no day.

The year was too hurried,

Alone on the west building autumn moon full.

Combing red makeup in front of Xiaoxuan's window,

The dark fragrance floats in the moon and is yellow.

Pacing back and forth down the corridor,

No one is in sight.

After a few thoughts, it is unforgettable,

That year, the night car was a bed.

Drunken eyes are hazy,

Wushan clouds and rain are upside down.

Smiling and smiling,

I hold an umbrella in the rain.

The first break of the shower is the water building,

The opposite path is scattered from then on.

"The Gods Mend the Heavens" Xilou Qiuyue is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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