Jian Xiang

About This Novel

"Cinnamomum Fragrance Bird Shadow" The cold cage is quietly hidden. Gradually, the feathers are astringent and the dust is dim, and the Lord is offending each other. Strengthening the sparse feathers and decorating them is a sign of decadence. The neighboring gulls don't realize the pain in Fanzhong, but they still sneer at him and look inferior to the pearls. The light in his eyes has not faded, and he is afraid of adding anger and resentment. Suddenly a visitor came to take a look. Then he opened the carved threshold lightly and carefully measured the fat and thin. Red threads linger on the delicate toes, and the old marks are still shining. Looking back, the clouds in the sky have rolled up, leaving the setting sun, and the sky dips into the cold shore. Before the light fell, it dispersed with the smoke, like a firefly flying away. Her story can't be finished at once, so she can only tell the answer through poetry.

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