Dark clouds began to shelter, the night is no longer clean, the mountains, broken-hearted Xiao Sheng, flying in the sky. And my heartbeat sound, anxiously looking forward to.
乌云开始遮蔽，夜色也不再干净，山上，心碎的箫声，在漫天飞行。而我的心跳声，在焦急地寻找着。
My sheng-xiao is pig, because I was born in the year of the pig in the lunar calendar.
我的生肖是猪，因为我出生于农历的猪年。
Xiao Sheng remains the same, but with a touch of panic.
箫声依旧，却带着淡淡的恐慌。
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