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drunk

Things in the world are unpredictable,

The sea of ​​people is floating in the air.

Don't go, my heart is sad,

Other words are the sharp edge.

The thoughts of the parting are expressed in the heart,

Lost that time is bleak and cold.

A song of yellow beams swells of sunset,

Indulge in elegance and be frivolous.
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