
About This Novel
The mountains and rivers are shattered, and snow is falling from the sky. The motherland cannot bear to look back. A life of dusty life and a life of poverty will be all in vain in the end. The old man is dying, sailing northward, forgetting his past and past events, Jiang Xuehan, Jiang Xuehan, The world is like snow on thousands of mountains at dusk, I hope that watching the snowman will not make me feel cold.
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