The sun is fading and the shadows are gathering
The smoke disappeared in the fog and rain
A dream of yesterday
It's hard to see how to communicate with each other
Spring is still the dream of the past
In a hurry, for a moment, the Sutra has disappeared
Falling flowers want to break, old love like a dream
Broken moon, broken spring breeze
Spring is still a dream in the past
I can't help but burst into tears
Hate silk if Xu, so the shadow is fine
Lost soul, lost dream, lost love
finish
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