For myself

A song can be sung, the world of the world, no one understands.

Bihan forest birds, I don't know when, amphibious only one.

It's buried, it's been through the scenes, it's buried, and the past is all over the place.

What heaven and earth set a pair, what walks side by side across the mountains and water, what I don't know without taste.

What is the taste of the Zhao'an years?

The mountains and seas swore that they moved the heavens and the earth, but they were young and ignorant, ignorant and naïve, and burned to the ground.

I love you, and who do you love? I'm afraid I don't even know what to do.

What's more, you will accompany you when you are old?

Guarding the lonely lamp to the shadow, this life is lonely.

Don't talk about love, don't ask for love, and don't hurt yourself.

Living for myself from now on ！

Live wonderfully and Live in my own way ！

cheer up ！ fighting！

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