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If you don’t even care about me, then what do you care about?
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I long to send a colorful letter and a plain silk scroll—yet with mountains vast and waters wide, wh
The flowers in southern Cheng have bloomed—may you always be safe and at peace.
Clouds drift across the sky—people walk right through them.
Spring comes and goes, and people grow old—this year’s blossoms are even more beautiful than last ye
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How could a girl possibly turn down a dazzling treasure?
The willows by the imperial city are the cruelest of all—still shrouded in mist along the ten-mile e
Two rows of lanterns twirl, scattering the travelers of the capital.
Half in semi-cursive script, half covered in moss-green walls—yet still can’t escape the misty rain.
South of the city, the flowers have bloomed—yet you still linger as they fall.
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Even the ends of the earth have an end—only longing for you knows no bounds.
As dawn and dusk fade into the passing years, I’ll journey with you across light-years.
Blue skies and white clouds bring no worries; in dreams, I’m captivated by the rosy hues of the even
If I’d known love would tie my heart so tight, I wish we’d never met in the first place.
Barbara, let’s go!
At the end of Chang’an, there’s no hometown left—henceforth, farewell to Chang’an.
Back then, we didn’t know we’d meet—so casually did we forget our original intentions.
A Sword Dance Shakes the Four Quarters
The simple joys of life are the sweetest.
Just a fancy ornamental fish.
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