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Half-life wish, don't hope to break today; Love is constant, and the sword is drawn.
Why in this life, love is hard to cut; Have a drink and don't laugh at it.
The moon is dark and windy, and the stars are sparse and the clouds are sparse;
When to escape on this night.
Carrying the "stabbing the moon" sword granted by Master on his shoulder, he stepped off the beautiful pony "Flower of the Night" left by his father.
Wearing a black ribbon scarf and a white shirt is simple but not light.
The flower of the night seems to be able to read the master's mind, let go of her hooves and rush to Yuanye.
The red holiday atmosphere was completely forgotten.
He never wanted to leave the villa, including now, his favorite woman has become someone else's pillow.
He fell on the horse, sad, wry smile, tears dripping on the horse.
The wine began to spread, and with heart-wrenching pain, one day I fell asleep on horseback. But I don't know whether it will be a nightmare or a dream.
The noise on horseback woke up the day. He opened his eyes with difficulty and was surprised to see what he saw. Only when he asks the way will he know. I actually came to Chang 'an, a metropolis. The straight road is full of traffic and high-rise buildings. All kinds of people are well dressed. Vendors on both sides of the road fiddled with a dazzling array of commodity stalls, greeting passers-by and various snacks from south to north.
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