devotees to the Buddha
There is a piece of soil not far away
A withered tree stood
Look carefully at the radian of the branch
It's like crying
Shuffling in front of the dead tree
Collect the loneliness of love
Why is it desolate
It is the home of lovers in the world
The entrance to the valley
The tomb of the sad man is clearly engraved
The thick fog was cut off
In fact, you can forget the awakening of love and don't cry
Isn't that paradise
At least it can stop the tears
I don't remember anything
I wish you happiness next time
Blessing the believers of love
Don't work too hard, then
Shuffling in front of the dead tree
Heartbreaking accusations
No matter how others feel
But without hesitation
Don't go on suffering
Whose clothes are still on
Just to cover up the pale skin
Whose steps are there really
Can be far away from love, away from confusion, don't cry
Whose Keepsake has been buried ever since
I don't remember anything
Blessings will soon find happiness
Blessing the believers of love
The faithful men and women no longer work hard
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