Can't tell (one)

It was late at night and the wind was light. I sat alone in the courtyard, hoping that I would return alone. My soul was silent and my soul was as strong as a wasteland city, but my mood was hard to calm down.

I can’t get rid of the old feelings, I can only lament and think like a thousand locks. I recall the past, taste the bitterness, and I can’t tell the difference between right and wrong.

Can't tell (two)

I miss you late at night, and I use wine to relieve my worries. I miss you in my old dreams. I can’t clear my mind. My soul is mournful, because I can’t get over my love.

In the passing years, everything changes, and the waves flow eastward. The past, which is right and wrong, is no longer clear.

Can't tell (three)

The wind in the small courtyard is light, and I sit alone, thinking of you to follow me carefully. The wine to relieve worries is bitter, salty, sour and astringent, which means it is true.

The thoughts have not stopped, and only lament has been left, and the heart is like a thousand locks. Recalling the past, it is difficult to tell the entanglements, and it is difficult to distinguish right from wrong.

Can't tell (IV)

It was late at night and the wind was light. I sat alone in the courtyard, hoping that I would return alone. My soul was silent and my soul was as strong as a wasteland city, but my mood was hard to calm down.
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