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Sigh,\ life,\ how much sorrow?\ People are not without feelings,\ sages surely do not have sorrow,\ drinking alone at night,\ my soul is entangled with the heart of my beloved,\ sighing that today's past events fade,\ facing the moon, tears do not stop,\ lamenting this cold winter,\ mourning parting of people,\ the moon rises,\ sigh.\
