Bamboo Flute Songs Grave of Infatuation |
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There are rocks in the heart, mountains and forests. It's cloudy and rainy. Bows and arrows have strings, but it is difficult to play the piano. Autumn wind painting fan flute is light. Your kindness in this life is still endless. May there be biochemical spring mud. Wild geese cross without trace, and the wind is affectionate. Forget about life and death in the Jianghu. Don't ask for a hero's eternal name But ask your bosom friend to go the same way My heart is like ice and my shoulders are like butterflies Right and wrong have no basis. Shallow fate in this life and farewell to you Drinking in the afterlife is willing to reunite. The bright moon shines in Shan Ye. Feng Boya xian Wang jun le Your kindness in this life is still endless. May there be biochemical spring mud. Wild geese cross without trace, and the wind is affectionate. Forget about life and death in the Jianghu. Shallow fate in this life and farewell to you Drinking in the afterlife is willing to reunite. The bright moon shines in Shan Ye. Feng Boya xian Wang jun le
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