
Summary
As soon as I become famous, my bones will die, and you will wander freely under the peach blossoms.There is no intersection, but it happens to meet.Can't find the way back, lost in the direction of your finger.Today and tonight, I am drunk watching the clouds and blue moon, the peach blossoms are still good, but you are hidden under the stone tablet.Content label: I have a special liking and a loss
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