South of the city is no longer blue, north of the city is no longer beautiful, in the city there is no longer a crowd, and from now on, there is no longer you in my heart. The southern wall has been hit, the story has been forgotten, the east of the city is already empty, the west of the city is no longer joyful. In the end, the dealer, Zhou Meng, dreamt of the butterfly. You are a gift and a disaster. In the end, Wukong bid farewell to Buddha, carried Purple Cloud and turned into a demon. Loved and hated, all have become the past.

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