
About This Novel
How many times did I look back in my gibbering dream, could my old friend be there? Things are different and people are different. If you want to talk about it, give it up. Ups and downs, so many springs and autumns. Thousands of words were written, and hundreds of years of disputes emerged on the graph paper. At present, chess players have no regrets about their moves, and the unsuccessful chess game is confusing. It doesn't matter if your hands and eyes can reach the sky, but the end result is that the mirror is broken and the water becomes empty. ------"The Past of Huangliu"
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