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"Thousands of Bells Drunk Who Knows the Taste of This Love"

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    ? "Thousands of Bells Drunk ¡¤ Who Knows the Taste of This Love" 2017/5/16

    A pillar of fragrance to send comfort, write a pen to read and miss.

    Thousands of words and a cup of wine, Nanke laughed a few times in his dream.

    Still remembering the heartfelt words of farewell, blood and tears flew where Zigui cried.

    Leaning on the fence and looking forward to the wild geese.  Under the moon, open the window and wait for who will return.

    A minute of drunkenness, like clouds and mountains, who is haggard, like fog and lake light, weeping.  The tender heart wants to be broken, and the horizon is broken, who knows the taste of this situation?

    Two minutes drunk, boundless thoughts and people collapse, wandering endlessly chasing old dreams.  Sweet life, don't go in spring and autumn, who knows the taste of this love?

    Three minutes drunk, who can comfort me on a cold autumn night?  The solitary lamp is only a shadow.  Empty bed and cold quilt, cold building rustling, who knows the taste of this situation?

    ? Drunk for four minutes, where the strings of the qin are broken, the love will recede, and the shadow of the sword will disappear.  Hate from melancholy, lovesickness is speechless, who knows the taste of this situation?

    Drunk for five minutes, boundless in the world of love, obsessively entangled with someone for three thousand.  Thousands of years of nostalgia, wearing black hair and cutting hair, who knows the meaning of this love?

    Drunk at six minutes, Huang Liang's dream is broken and his heart is broken, and the cold night is lonely and the window is cold.  The fish has been silent for a long time, and the geese have not heard the return. Who knows the taste of this situation?

    What's it like to be drunk at seven minutes, to linger in dreams?  Entering the belly, the heart hangs and the heart is reminded hard.  Who will send the brocade book?  No matter how difficult it is to reconcile, who knows the taste of this situation?

    ?Being drunk at eight minutes, the fragrance disappears, the jade is damaged, the red is wiped away, and the ancient things are difficult to complete.  Looking back is far away, overturned over the years, who knows the taste of this love?

    ?Nine minutes drunk, the world of mortals forgets the beauty of music and music, and it is hard to know who is behind the stranger? The world is noisy, the fleeting years are silent, who knows the taste of this love?

    ?Being drunk for ten minutes, separation and reunion are doomed to regret in vain, gathering and parting follow the fate and never violate it.  Flowers bloom but no fruit, mortal relationships and dreams are shattered, who knows the meaning of this situation?

    A hundred minutes of drunkenness, the phoenix's nirvana and the fragrance of the soul fall, and the lingering world of mortals is sad for a few times.  Let's drink a thousand cups, and the music will end in the end. Who knows the taste of this feeling?

    A thousand minutes of drunkenness, such as the smoke of the past, makes it difficult to sleep at night, and the frost sword and wind knife are engraved on the bone monument.  Who knows the meaning of this feeling when the relationship between the dust and the world is cut off and you forget it in your life?

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