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In fact, all the beauty will drift away over time
In fact, all the flowers will be taken away by wind and rain fragrance
The rest is the quiet sway of the old days
Court with a yellow reflection of a very sad lovers Court
When all of the landscape have been replaced with black and white
Does anyone yearning for the other side of the lights
Along the way, the way we are impress
Along the way, the way our eyes will see a cloud the same
The wind went out and the grass grew
Years into the desert
Evaporated, and woke up again
Noise becomes lonely
You are you
I am me
Although you can tell each other grief
But we have been silent pain