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You might as well have no choice but to be a guest in a foreign country, and Yunya can break your intestines when you reach home.
The mood is refreshing, the wine is strong, where to go home today, looking for a trace at the end of the world.
The Double Ninth Festival has not yet arrived at home, looking at the end of the world and inviting the moon to drink together, and I don't know the guest Jinghua when I am drunk.
The mood is good, the night accompanies the poet and the dream is long, and the endless sea of learning should be full of courtesy.
There are no good words, but I don't need to look back frequently, it is my hometown.
There is no end to happiness, three meals are not at home, and the wine is like a thousand miles of guests.
Ten years on credit, I vaguely met again in my dream with a glass of wine and sang backyard flowers.
The cottage is fragrant with wine and flowers, and the guests are like clouds, and learning from Haiqin is the path, and it has been spring.
Klook is cold like iron, the wine in the old garden is like smoke, and it is dusk when I get home, looking back at the endless moon.
The lonely lamp has no end to his thoughts, he has not yet arrived home in his dream, the three patrols are drunk, and he doesn't know where the guest is when he wakes up.
The sun is slanting in the west, the endless sand, the people are drunk, and the spring breeze sends guests over a thousand flowers.
Wine talk mulberry hemp, come to the rise of credit, diligent oars, the book mountain has a hard road to home.
The guest came to ask me what I was like, no one was the same, the day was twilight, and I saw the clouds and the sky on the way back.
When we meet and smile, we haven't arrived home for many years, there is wine and no poetry, and I don't know who will spend in the guests.
It is already the west of the day, looking at the endless sand at the end of the world, the lips are drunk first, and the guest country does not fly flowers.
The autumn wind sends wine into Beijing, Wanlisha, where is, a bright moon shines home.
Where do guests come without flying flowers, poetry and wine float a cup of tea, spring arrives at home, people are not old, and the east wind is vast and green.
Whoever asks, when you get home, you have a dream and drink in a glass, and climb the guest platform.
When I got home, I didn't dare to ask about the return date, the person was unknown, the glass of wine was difficult to eliminate the hatred of parting, and it was the full moon in the guest.
A song that touches people's hearts, the flowing water has been sung for thousands of years, where to find Boyazi, and the cape meets a bosom friend.
Around the chaimen, winding paths high mountains hidden ancient villages, where to go, looking for the soul of poetry in the peach blossom source.
Where to find the person in your dreams, know the gentleman's face, and the flowing water ruthlessly washes the old dust.
Meet bosom friends, find sentences, find chapters, high mountain pines and cypresses, and Boyaqin.
The high mountains look up to a Kunlun, the flowing water and the clouds are not divided, where to find the boya song, the bosom friend is difficult to meet the destined person.
The willow color is new, the bosom friend in the depths of the mountains sings through the ages, and the end of the world is looking for the soul of poetry.
Where is the end of the world, bosom friends are hard to meet and hate, and the mountains are fortunate to know gentlemen, and they sleep with me.
Where to find Mo Dao's bosom friend, Gao Shan is fortunate to be unintentionally accompanied by red.
There are beautiful women everywhere, and the flowing water is like a paradise, which is a bosom friend.
Ruthlessly go to the sound, where to ask the future in the mountains, not far away from the end of the world, looking for lovesickness in the dream.
Where to find a beautiful woman, do not see you, look up at the mountains and empty loneliness, and whisper the flowing water to lose your soul.
There is a bosom friend, the night is deep, and the mountains and rivers know the heart of the piano.
The mountains are shallow, and where to find the fairyland when the water comes, only the bosom friend is the most relieving.
The dream of flowing water is hard to find, listen to the guqin in the high mountains, and find the same heart in a song.
Where is the end of the world, there is a cloud, and the mountains are more profound.
Tears stained, Xingyun is a heart, looking for Boya Qu, and meeting a bosom friend.
Flowing water sends beautiful women, not stained with dust, and wants to ask bosom friends to find neighbors in the cape.
The song of the high mountain is the king's chant, and it is sung to this day, the boya qin has been broken, and the bosom friend is where the spring is again.
The murmuring water can be played, the mountains can be loved, and the cape of Mo Dao bosom friend is looking for traces.
Bo Yaqin, meet a bosom friend, know the gentleman's face, ruthlessly take care of my heart.
Looking up at the mountains can not be found, the clouds and flowing water are groaning, where to find the grass at the end of the world, only the bosom friend has a heart.
In the next life, we will continue to be destined to accompany you, and we will meet with a smile and a lot of love.
Gather friends and friends, the former world alliance, the sincerity and sincerity remain the same, and the ends of the earth will meet forever.
It is suspected that it is a dream to meet several times, and if you have to join hands again if you part, you will live up to the fate of tonight.
If you don't have love, why ask about the future when you meet, if you have a poetry in the next life, you will have an alliance.
Witness the afterlife, meet in a line of fate can interpret words, not by people.
There are no regrets in the heart, there are traces of dreams in the next life, and when the love is deep, it is dusk when you smile.
If you don't meet, you will reunite in the next life when the love is deep, and you will be calm.
The ruthless years meet in a short time, and the next life reunites, the old times.
In the next life, we will continue to seek this life, we will have a fate of thousands of miles together, we will meet and smile for a hundred years, and love will be thicker when the love is strong.
Weak water has no part, there are traces of dreams in the next life, human affection is as thin as paper, why complain about dusk when you meet.