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Through books, one comes to possess...
The road of life
The road to beautiful dreams is a long one
The wind blows and frost covers the road
Wind and frost dries out the plain face
In this mortal world
How many different directions can beautiful dreams take
To find the love one cannot stop dreaming of
The road follows the man frantically
Mortal life is
Beautiful dreams and passionate aspirations
Vaguely in one's dreams
A dim glimmer of tears
Going from place to place
My shoes!
To find the direction my heart wants to go
In the dream the wind seems to sigh lightly once in a while
How come it's so torn?!
GUOBEI COUNTY
'Walk five miles to the south...'
But which direction is south?
Good heavens!
Just as the sun breaks through, suddenly it pours with rain!
Can't you take pity on lonely travellers in a hurry?
This has not been one of my better days. At least I haven't run into thieves.
The road of life
The road to beautiful dreams is a long one
The wind blows and frost covers the road
In this mortal world
How many different directions can beautiful dreams take
To find the love one cannot stop dreaming of
The road follows the man frantically
Mortal life is
Beautiful dreams and passionate aspirations
Vaguely in one's dreams
A dim glimmer of fears
Going from place to place
To find the direction my heart wants to go
In the dream the wind seems to sigh lightly once in a while
The road and the man are frantic
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