The water in the river of forgetfulness flows into the river of forgetfulness, and the flowers on the other side of the river bloom on the other side of the river
The flowers on the other side of the river bloom on the other side of the river, and the boat on the river travels on the other side of the river
The flowers on the other side of the river bloom on the other side of the river, and the broken-hearted grasses break their intestines in sadness. The bridge is a place where you can get out of the way. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it. The leaves fall and the flowers bloom, and the flowers and the leaves are empty of sadness. I don't know how to get rid of them, I don't know how to get rid of them, I don't know how to get rid of them!
The river of forgetfulness is also forgetful.
The bridge of Naihe is empty,
The stone of three lives is written on the stone of three lives.
This life is known as the past life, the three life on the stone to leave the last name
The other side of the flower, bloom on the other side of the shore, only to see the flower, not to see the leaf
Bloom for a thousand years,
Fall for a thousand years,
Flowers and leaves never see each other, love is not for the causality, the fate of the birth of a life and death
Manzanzou Shahua
On the other side of the flowers
Blossoms bloom the other side of the bank
Flowers bloom the other side of the bank
Blossoms bloom the other side of the bank
Only a blaze of red
Flower blossoms without leaves
Leaves without flowers
Memories of each other, but not to meet
Alone on the other side of the shore
On that night
We met in a dream
You're a white rootless lotus
I'm a red flower on the other side of the shore
You're pale as snow
Me. Red like blood
You rushing in the rushing water of the Mirror Pond in the Heavenly Mountain
I am rushing in the long road to the Yellow Springs of the Underworld
That moment
I fell in love with you
The fate of my destiny
There is no escape
There is nothing to run from
I will wait
Three thousand days of the stars and the moon have passed by
And you are finally I'm still in love
You've come to the ferry
The dark river is rushing by
I'm smiling at you
Membrano's soup bowl is empty
You're stepping on the bridge to Naiho
You're as quiet as water
Your heart is as heavy as a stone
I'm closing the flowers
My heart aches for a broken one
I'll wait for you.
My heart is hopelessly dead
My pulsating floral lingering
Can't stand up to the bitter, scanty oblivion
I'm still alive
No soul but only body
But I insist on loving you
Manchu Sahua
The flower on the other side
Blossoms on the other side of the world
Forever, I will bloom on the other side of the world
The heart of this bank
We are here to stay, but we have to be here.
How many fireworks
How many dreams
How many dreams
They all go with the water
What you see goes out
What disappears is remembered
They bloom in full bloom,
Flowering
They all go out
What you see is remembered
The memories left behind are just a field of petals......When the wind blows them away, there are no more......
That night we met in a dream
You're a white rootless lotus and I'm a red flower on the other side of the river
You're pale as snow I am as red as blood
You are rushing through the water of the Mirror Pond in the Heavenly Mountains
I am rushing through the water of the Yellow Springs in the underworld
That moment
I fell in love with you
It was my destiny that I would wait for 3,000 days
You have finally grown old, and I am still lost
You are coming to the crossing
Ahead of the darkness of the sea, you are crossing the sea
We are crossing the sea.
The dark river is rushing by
The bowl of Mumbai soup is empty
You step onto the bridge of Naiho
My heart is as quiet as water
My heart is as heavy as a stone
I close the branch of flowers
My heart aches and breaks
I am dying of a heartache
My love for the scent of the flowers is not as good as my forgetfulness of a bitter and scented soup
I am alive and well. p>
I'm still alive
No soul but a body
But I insist on loving you
That moment I fell in love with you, there was no escape
No escape
I'll wait for 3,000 days
You'll be old, I'll still be in love
Three ways to go, one way to go, one way to go, one way to go, and one way to go. The flowers on the other shore. The bridge to nowhere
A river of clear water separates the two sides of the river, and the flowers on the other side of the river bloom in red color.
The flower stems are folded with a delicate hand, and I can't forget the fate of half a lifetime.
The man who looks at the end of the water is a ghost, and his heart is sweet with longing.
Drops of tears are falling, but the other shore is not this shore
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