The fragrance of red lotus root
Take off your robes and go to the blue boat alone
Who sent brocade books in the clouds
When the wild goose returns, the moon fills the West Tower
Flowers floating water
A kind of Acacia
There is no way to eliminate this situation
Just under the brow, but on the heart
But in my heart
The fragrance of red lotus root
Take off your robes and go to the blue boat alone
Who sent brocade books in the clouds
When the wild goose returns, the moon fills the West Tower
Flowers floating water
A kind of Acacia
There is no way to eliminate this situation
Just under the brow, but on the heart
But in my heart
Flowers floating water
A kind of Acacia
There is no way to eliminate this situation
Just under the brow, but on the heart
But in my heart
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