He looked up at the sky and found a miracle. The trees had sprouted.
Time passed really quickly. The spring of March was coming to an end, and things were calm. Suddenly, he thought of a poem.
He was lonely all day until night, and writing became the entertainment industry.
The reality of human life was unbearable, but thinking about the future made one happy.
I miss my hometown when I work outside. I raise my head to accompany the bright moon.
If the heavens had feelings, the heavens would grow old, and the righteous path in the human world would be turbulent.
When would they be able to be together again when they were thousands of miles away?
A day as a friend was unforgettable, and when they met, tears welled up in their eyes.
I entrust my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, she can convey my pain.
I can't see you at the ends of the earth, leaving emptiness and pain in my heart.
The Great Wall is long and long. I am the subject and you are the king.
A year of reunion, where is the family friendship?
After more than ten years of life and death, blood, sweat, pain, and sulfuric acid.
Difficulties and frustrations clash, and they blame heaven and earth for their parents.
Rich and poor are destined, climbing dragon and phoenix is originally a dream.
I'm not Cao Cao, nor am I writing a short song. I'm just expressing my feelings. Plants fall, flowers wither, but they can bloom again. People die, but they can't be reborn.
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