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Excuse me, many lyrics of the song Between Mountains and Rivers are sung in different ways. There is a saying: it is cruel to blow "moving flowers" in the evening breeze. Or: the evening breeze is "ur
Excuse me, many lyrics of the song Between Mountains and Rivers are sung in different ways. There is a saying: it is cruel to blow "moving flowers" in the evening breeze. Or: the evening breeze is "urgent" Last night, people got together to push a cup for a change.

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Today, tea and wine are cool, and rhetoric becomes a joke.

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I spent half my life in vain.

Who can see the perfect inscription?

[00:55.48] Living in seclusion between mountains and rivers, I swear to be famous.

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[0 1:04.2 1] Oil-paper umbrella on the bluestone board by the lake.

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The traveler stopped to fold flowers and got wet with silk and satin.

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[0 1: 15.70] How proud the jade petals are!

[0 1: 18.438+0] The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is crazy.

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[0 1:2 1.82] Flowers fly and rain chase, like dust.

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Your swaying beauty in the rain.

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The fragrance of flowers evokes the past.

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I want to turn duckweed into a lake.

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[0 1:44.65] only accompanied by the ripples of your years.

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[02: 16.75] The ancient sandalwood building is slowly recited.

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Jin Fuhua shangyi torch thick sleeves as wide as the heart.

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Euphemism of father's music in the forest

The mountains understand my joys and sorrows.

I didn't know that the past had been cutting until I burst into tears.

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Your swaying beauty in the rain.

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The smell of flowers reminds us of the past.

I want to put duckweed in the middle of the lake.

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Only accompany you through the ripples of the years.

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Falling flowers and rain, your swaying beauty.

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The smell of flowers reminds us of the past.

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I want to lie in the middle of the lake with duckweed.

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Only accompany you through the ripples of the years.

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You are floating between heaven and earth in the falling rain.

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The evening breeze wrinkles the youth, which is too heartless.

I am willing to turn quicksand into a lake embankment.

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I will only accompany you to wait for the rotation in spring and summer.

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Who hides in the depths of the mountains when it rains?

Who is hiding in my heart?