The sea has drifted away.

Now, my heart will be silent, I am not me.

Listen to the tune of burning incense and knocking bamboo, and lie down with a tired pillow and red mess.

But I was afraid that Luo Ying would break it.

Occasionally, I remember the twists and turns of my previous life, a few times of obsession, and a few bumps.

Love and knowledge are gloomy.

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There is no one who plays the jade flute.

Lonely, Mo Xi West, longevity and fruit.

Thirty-three days of fairy tears, who sent me Qianqingluan?

Can't forget, graceful.

May the long wind travel to the sea of stars, and ask the Lingtai, who casts the soul lock?

Think about common grievances and pay for fire.

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——ArthurGalois/2008－08－16

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