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lit. the drunken pulling of a long song (idiom); fig. pulling back the curtain on a long journey
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Once, he hugged her and said, I love, in this life only you. But she floor him replied, you, more love Jianghu. Flowers and willows, butterflies a dance. He loves her, can't resist the generalized rivers and lakes. She loved him, had to tears into the river. A song of entanglement, even if the harm is not willing to let go. A piece of fallen flowers a piece of obsession. A stream of flowing water a sadness. Finally, she asked, do you love me, or love Jianghu? He was silent and did not answer. Just the original, everything, are fate... Dreams of clouds and smoke, red dust love, how can a drunken pull up a long song?