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The clear water will intoxicate you.
The secluded ancient path recounts a thousand years of grace.
Meeting on the great stone bridge,
Reflected in, my brother's heart,
It will make you captivated.
At the Torch Festival, for whom shall I dance the Alili?
Coming together by the shore of Lugu Lake,
The crisp singing drifts into, my brother's heart,
The maiden sings a love song, a love song sung for her beloved brother,
The maiden is like a flower, blooming within my brother's heart...
Tears stream down, one after another...
She was only nineteen!
She saw Acai Ghee smiling, calling for her older sister repeatedly. Her pretty pleated skirt reflected a brilliant red near the bonfire. Her earrings, her ring, her bracelet, and the silver tassels hanging from her chest tinkled along with her singing and dancing. When she rode, soaring on Snow Mountain, the two patches of red on her cheeks were still vivid before her eyes.