When I raise my cup but don't look at the moon, my heart is as sad as the sea.
Tomorrow is New Year's Day. I wish you happiness.
I have nowhere to go, when will I ascend to the sky?
Back then, there were no worries, but the hot blood was still there.
How can my heart be at ease with suffering and sorrow?
The future was like a bright dream, and his ideals were ignited again.
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