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Above the river of forgetfulness, under the mulberry tree, half is light, half is shadow. In a flash of a thousand years, in this life, I am a human being. The red dust through the robberies only to miss you forever. How do I know that this life met too many people who can not let go, and forget that the most should be away from you. I fell in love with three people in this life, one guarded me all my life; one I love all my life; and one is you. In the flurry of red dust, finally we each have our own end. In this life we met profoundly, but also tantalizingly forgotten, so it is good. [Editor: Frost Preface]