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Life is like a dream, and it’s hard to be a young man without a gray head!
A strand of soft intestines turned into a wound, and when I fell to the ground, I missed my old appearance.
The flowers are scattered and the flowers are dying. Who can pity the once beautiful colors?
Where is the infatuated east wind now? The remaining red leaves fly north.
Unexpectedly, a dream made me miss lovesickness, and I became even more worried and despondent.
I hate spring just because it returns early, but why I hate autumn because it comes late?
Since ancient times, water has flowed eastward. Why is life so hurried?
I am full of lofty sentiments and make empty promises, but I regret that I will soon be poor.
When I was a young man with gray hair, I laughed at my sentimentality in vain.
I am sad for myself, and the flowers are sad for me, and the two of us are confused!