Tearstone - a white pear flower

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(In the old days,

Wandering on the three-life stone,

today

Tear Stone Deep Imprint Heart,)

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(Isn't it,

Beautiful things,

There are sad legends,

Passing on to us the promise of the beginning,)

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(Isn't it,

Beauty is like water,

Confused and in love with a person,

Change of clear hot springs lingering,)

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At that moment,

The vast sea of people,

Seeing you at a glance,

stepped forward and whispered hello,

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Favorite,

Dressed in green clothes,

And a pair of clear eyes,

Remember,

Invite you to paint,

Hurried away from the scorching gaze,

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Next to the painting window,

Leaning and gazing,

With the green branches of the sun,

Slowly walk into the warm heart,

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At the wine table,

joked that the two are a good match,

Sweetness in my heart,

Sit back and watch,

Most hope for brave answers,

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On stage,

The light lights shine,

A purple dress,

And with a wonderful song,

I want time to stop,

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The saddest,

And the feast was gone,

Lonely night,

hazy eyes,

Your figure is fast away,

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Three years have flown by,

I can't forget your voice,

Arrange the backpack,

Living in a warm house,

At that time, I was most anxious,

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The most heartless,

Fantasy accompanies you for a lifetime,

Or wait until the heart breaks,

Wandering and not knowing what to rely on,

But he has already lost everything,

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Brushing away with bare hands,

Cheerful tears in the corners of the eyes,

A tearstone,

Gather broad hands,

Can't forget,

Warm lips between the foreheads,

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The most joyful,

The sincere oath of youth,

intercardiac pulsation,

Looking through the autumn water,

Hope never separates,

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The most desired,

Raise your right hand,

Falling petals,

To the sound of music,

Blessed with eternal life,

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Remember,

Hug each other tightly,

Giving up all that is in the world,

Wrapping around that broad arm,

ushered in a piece of darkness,

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The most memorable,

Linking's Street Stall,

Moon-shaped pendant on the ear,

Lianxin Riverside,

Release the red-dotted candle lotus,

Under the moon of the heart,

Two figures depend on each other,

Most hope forever.

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(You're all I'm having)