A ray of moonlight makes Acacia continue
Frozen into snow and frost
A piece of Pipa makes my mind confused
The eternal masterpiece turns into complaint
A period of past makes yellow leaves dry
Plain paper can't depict spring everywhere
A piece of paper becomes grief and tears run dry
Eternal tenderness turns into broken thoughts
The green water is flowing and the pear blossom is flying all over the sky
The green mountains are not old, on each side
Tears break, sorrow leaves
The road of acacia is long
Looking through the autumn water, not back to the flying geese
The end of the world
Flowers fall and reappear among the branches
Many sad write red. Dust resentment
A period of past makes yellow leaves dry
Plain paper can't depict spring everywhere
A piece of paper becomes grief and tears run dry
Eternal tenderness turns into broken thoughts
Pear blossoms in the sky
The green mountains are not old, on each side
Tears break, sorrow leaves
The road of acacia is long
Looking through the autumn water, not back to the flying geese
The end of the world
Flowers fall and reappear among the branches
Many sad write red. Dust resentment
Flowers fall and reappear among the branches
Many sad write red. Dust resentment
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