The murmur of the mountain stream tilted, and the sound of deer reverberated in the courtyard
Who has forgotten the dense past dust? Look for the cause of failure
A cup of sake in Kyoto
A dream of yesterday
Fingertips in the world of mortals
Bu Yiqu's poem
It's hard to distinguish between yin and Yang and between life and death
A Taoist's heart is still turning, but he doesn't know that ghosts are long
I'll live in a mysterious and elegant life. I'll forget all my intrigues
Recite the wrong things and pull out the evil in the heart
A piece of fragrance blows in front of the window, the wind chime rings and waves the Yingying light
He used his body as a blade to kill the gods and demons. He showed his edge in the dark
A cup of sake in Kyoto
A dream of yesterday
Fingertips in the world of mortals
Bu Yiqu's poem
It's hard to distinguish between yin and Yang and between life and death
A Taoist's heart is still turning, but he doesn't know that ghosts are long
I'll live in a mysterious and elegant life. I'll forget all my intrigues
Recite the wrong things and pull out the evil in the heart
It's hard to distinguish between yin and Yang and between life and death
A Taoist's heart is still turning, but he doesn't know that ghosts are long
I'll live in a mysterious and elegant life. I'll forget all my intrigues
Recite the wrong things and pull out the evil in the heart
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