The vast sea of ​​people is lonely smoke, the long wish of life; the drunken eyes of the distant mountains are long, and the long night is long. I cherish the remains of flowers in my arms, leaning on the railings of the Red Building alone; I am on the pillow with the breeze in m

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The vast sea of ​​people is lonely smoke, the long wish of life; the drunken eyes of the distant mountains are long, and the long night is long. I cherish the remains of flowers in my arms, leaning on the railings of the Red Building alone; I am on the pillow with the breeze in m - DayDayNews

The vast sea of ​​people is lonely smoke, the long wish of life; the drunken eyes of the distant mountains, the long night is longing. I cherish the remains of flowers in my arms, leaning on the railings of the Red Building alone; I am on the pillow with the breeze in my old age, and the lonely clouds are drunk among the clouds.

The vast sea of ​​people is lonely smoke, the long wish of life; the drunken eyes of the distant mountains are long, and the long night is long. I cherish the remains of flowers in my arms, leaning on the railings of the Red Building alone; I am on the pillow with the breeze in m - DayDayNews

Every day, I have a full glass of wine, and I sleep drunk every morning and coldly; I miss you from afar, and I often look at my face in the mirror. Thousands of past events are light smoke, and the time is thin and cold in a lifetime; wind and rain are light in life, and the cause and the heart is wide.

The vast sea of ​​people is lonely smoke, the long wish of life; the drunken eyes of the distant mountains are long, and the long night is long. I cherish the remains of flowers in my arms, leaning on the railings of the Red Building alone; I am on the pillow with the breeze in m - DayDayNews

The night rain in the rivers and lakes has been raining for several years, and the feelings are weak between the eyebrows; I have experienced all the sufferings of the world, and see the joys and sorrows of separation, reunion, and joys. Know each other thousands of times, parting silently; missing each other is together, and the tide of the year is in a flash.

The vast sea of ​​people is lonely smoke, the long wish of life; the drunken eyes of the distant mountains are long, and the long night is long. I cherish the remains of flowers in my arms, leaning on the railings of the Red Building alone; I am on the pillow with the breeze in m - DayDayNews

There are so many worlds, and you can see the wind and clouds laughing and watching them easily; all the illusions are spotless, and there are thousands of regrets in the past and ancient times. How many cold nights have you not been asleep, I look at the vanity and smoke; I lament that my dreams of life are short, and I feel relieved.

The vast sea of ​​people is lonely smoke, the long wish of life; the drunken eyes of the distant mountains are long, and the long night is long. I cherish the remains of flowers in my arms, leaning on the railings of the Red Building alone; I am on the pillow with the breeze in m - DayDayNews

Time lingers in a hurry, the wind, flowers, snow and moon are graceful; there is no wind and waves, and it is gradually moving away Heart ape . When the song is sober, people will disperse, and youth will be cold without dreams; Zhuang Zhou dreams of the butterfly changes, and who will play the strings of the piano in vain?

The vast sea of ​​people is lonely smoke, the long wish of life; the drunken eyes of the distant mountains are long, and the long night is long. I cherish the remains of flowers in my arms, leaning on the railings of the Red Building alone; I am on the pillow with the breeze in m - DayDayNews

Sweat after hardships, have a clear conscience and leisure; work hard and frugal, and myocardial fatigue and turbulence. I am wandering around the world and I feel ashamed of greetings to the high hall; although I work hard, I am happy to be reunited.

The vast sea of ​​people is lonely smoke, the long wish of life; the drunken eyes of the distant mountains are long, and the long night is long. I cherish the remains of flowers in my arms, leaning on the railings of the Red Building alone; I am on the pillow with the breeze in m - DayDayNews

(Meng Guangrui)

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