The sobbing and sadness are gone
under the purple lagerstroemia dome fireworks
no matter what age, everywhere you look, green eyes are jade
then burst the bubble of noon rain
Afternoon park, your silhouette is illusory
May is almost over, the purple flowers are not faded
only the river on the side is gradually drying up
know the night clouds regret the stars.
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