A gust of wind blows a round of snow
People gather and disperse, day and night
Who was the red leaf floating in the waves that day
Even if I look back, I will wipe my shoulder
It's time to open and close the branches outside the window
How can a piece of paper fall apart
The feast of flowers
Don't lament that the mountains are high and the waters are far away
Willing to walk through thousands of rugged
Change one's life to live up to your love
How to pupate and become a butterfly
Never forget each other but shed tears
The depth of scattered vegetation
A page of wet flower paper
Willing to walk through thousands of rugged
There's still no return date. It's been years
On both sides of the mountain
If we don't forget each other, where can we meet
Sound turns empty words into false words
Reading lights out
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