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Dreaming of a thousand years, a few times back, the twilight snow blossoms, take the strings on the zither to compose a song of tired years, warm a pot of wine to see the limp feet in front of the hall; she is in the ten feet of red dust, can she keep to the person she waited for that has a gentle eye, had a bright white moonlight, from afar came to the promise of a lifetime of joy and no worries? And look at the years, the white clouds, flowers bloom in front of the court, he also stood alone in the flood of time, a hundred years later, what he remembered that season of the twilight of the snow thousands of mountains, floating clouds, how he guarded that a vast darkness in the night burned up the precious light? Mundane people meet the world outside the fairy, but rubbing shoulders with a glance back, she was not a passer-by, but he could not help but pull into the fate of each other's lives will be entangled and entangled coils and disjointed to open up the flowers, the face of the time chasm, how to guard each other, and how to protect each other, and how to protect each other.