The remnants of the ancient road

Flying sand is confused

The long road is long, and the back is getting longer and longer

The old garden chrysanthemum yellow

Dreams are dyed with incense

Iren smiled and his hair was flying

Arm in hand and talk about Chongyang

Another country and Chongyang

Mood mask thick frost

The color of the withered chrysanthemum branches fades

Where is Luoying

The west wind was blowing and the sky was cold

The clouds roll up and the lonely geese cry in the sky

The road back is long

The ruins of the lonely city rose in smoke

The window contains the fragrance of evening tea

Stagehouse dust

No one complained about the vicissitudes of life

"Wandering Love and Love" we 152, drifting is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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