Flower Glasses
by Cang Yue
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Lin'an City, Tianshui Lane. A mysterious flower shop named "Flower Mirror" is located in the corner of the alley. The shop owner is named Bai Luo. She wears white clothes all year round. The vermilion beauty mole on the corner of her left eye is like a sad teardrop. What's even more bizarre is that her appearance never ages. In the "Flower Mirror", there is always a dense fragrance, the mandolin is in full bloom, and the snow in June is withered. Everyone who walks into the "Flower Mirror" will pay the most expensive price in this life to buy that pot of destined flowers...
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The affection is as deep as the sea, and the longing in my heart cannot be concealed. Who can untie the knot of longing? The white snow drifts into the distance and turns into slush without a trace, just like it is hard to find your original shadow. In the windy and snowy night, the red candlelight reflected the window lattice. I looked out the window, my mind wandering far away. Tears are falling down, as faint as clouds, blurring my vision, and I can't see where you have gone. I want to see you in my heart, but I can only see the pictures in my memory. Where are you? I'm here waiting for you to appear, but I can't see you. I can only think about the past. Looking into the distance, looking forward to meeting again one day.
If I can't find him, I'm afraid I won't see him again. Through the red window lattice, white flying snow falls alone. Tears intertwined with the flying snow, and the cold wind blew your hair. I wonder if you are waiting for me. If we hadn't met at first glance on that snowy night, how could we have fallen in love, and how could I have never forgotten your face. In the vast sea of people, my footsteps are hurried and my eyes are looking around, hoping that I can see you for a moment. If I had not hidden my love for you, there would be no loss and search now.
When I was twenty years old, I looked at Hua Jing and fell in love with Bai Luo for the first time. I liked her indifference and alienation and admired her ice and snow intelligence. After getting married and having children at the age of thirty, I reread it again, and I still shed tears when I read it. One flower, one world, everything is destined.
Time flies like an arrow, and the separation between you and me feels like a thousand years apart. The world is full of chaos, and the beautiful scenery is not as beautiful as your beautiful face. I'm looking for the love I once had. I have no direction, but I don't know where to go. The vermilion on the window lattice has receded, the snowflakes are still flying, but the tears have been dried by the night wind, but the old friend is not around. Minute by minute, time keeps passing by, and the obsession to find in my heart always exists. Even if the world is already in a state of change, let the end of the world be transformed into a world so close. I'll be with you hand in hand, forever.
After reading it, I felt an almost ethereal feeling, an indescribable tone, and unexplainable joys and sorrows. She is willing to go through life after life just to meet Xuan Ming. She was serious about words, but when she learned that Xuan Ming had appeared, she was as happy as a child. Speaking of love, it seems that it is not strong enough. Intercession seems to have an extra layer of loyalty. Let's just turn it into a belief. That's very good.
The flowers are like brocade, and the years are fleeting, time has withered, and their appearance has faded. After hundreds of reincarnations of love, I fell in love with one person and stayed in love for half my life. The flowery faces in the mirror, fluttering in white clothes, have fallen into the mortal world. They have been waiting for too long. The clear water beside the flower pond is sparkling. I have looked down on the world and forgotten the past.
The flower mirror is really similar to the story of floating creatures. It's a pity that one of the proprietresses is a fairy, one is a monster, one is a flower seller, and the other is a tea seller, but they both like to listen to stories. Support flower glasses! (In this book, the water god fell in love and was expelled from the fairy world. The same is true for The Plankton. It seems!) I recommend everyone to read The Plankton.
Perhaps my two favorite female writers are Cang Yue and Chuan Chen Shuangshu. I can read their books over and over again and never get tired of them.
Outside the window lattice, snowflakes were flying. You shed two lines of tears, who are you thinking about and who you miss. The snow on my clothes in the windy night, I accidentally lost you, but your figure is hard to find. I dare not forget, your appearance in memory is right in front of me, how can I erase it. Thousands of mountains and rivers, embarking on a long journey, not afraid of hardships and dangers, just want to see each other again. Walking through the mountains and fields, there are thousands of mountains. Walking through the crowds, bustling and noisy. Today and tomorrow, I miss you all the time. But I don't know when we can meet each other.
I have read the physical book of Huajing a long time ago. I really like it. The content is also very good. I have read it several times. It is a very good book.
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The affection is as deep as the sea, and the longing in my heart cannot be concealed. Who can untie the knot of longing? The white snow drifts into the distance and turns into slush without a trace, just like it is hard to find your original shadow. In the windy and snowy night, the red candlelight reflected the window lattice. I looked out the window, my mind wandering far away. Tears are falling down, as faint as clouds, blurring my vision, and I can't see where you have gone. I want to see you in my heart, but I can only see the pictures in my memory. Where are you? I'm here waiting for you to appear, but I can't see you. I can only think about the past. Looking into the distance, looking forward to meeting again one day.
If I can't find him, I'm afraid I won't see him again. Through the red window lattice, white flying snow falls alone. Tears intertwined with the flying snow, and the cold wind blew your hair. I wonder if you are waiting for me. If we hadn't met at first glance on that snowy night, how could we have fallen in love, and how could I have never forgotten your face. In the vast sea of people, my footsteps are hurried and my eyes are looking around, hoping that I can see you for a moment. If I had not hidden my love for you, there would be no loss and search now.
When I was twenty years old, I looked at Hua Jing and fell in love with Bai Luo for the first time. I liked her indifference and alienation and admired her ice and snow intelligence. After getting married and having children at the age of thirty, I reread it again, and I still shed tears when I read it. One flower, one world, everything is destined.
Time flies like an arrow, and the separation between you and me feels like a thousand years apart. The world is full of chaos, and the beautiful scenery is not as beautiful as your beautiful face. I'm looking for the love I once had. I have no direction, but I don't know where to go. The vermilion on the window lattice has receded, the snowflakes are still flying, but the tears have been dried by the night wind, but the old friend is not around. Minute by minute, time keeps passing by, and the obsession to find in my heart always exists. Even if the world is already in a state of change, let the end of the world be transformed into a world so close. I'll be with you hand in hand, forever.
After reading it, I felt an almost ethereal feeling, an indescribable tone, and unexplainable joys and sorrows. She is willing to go through life after life just to meet Xuan Ming. She was serious about words, but when she learned that Xuan Ming had appeared, she was as happy as a child. Speaking of love, it seems that it is not strong enough. Intercession seems to have an extra layer of loyalty. Let's just turn it into a belief. That's very good.
The flowers are like brocade, and the years are fleeting, time has withered, and their appearance has faded. After hundreds of reincarnations of love, I fell in love with one person and stayed in love for half my life. The flowery faces in the mirror, fluttering in white clothes, have fallen into the mortal world. They have been waiting for too long. The clear water beside the flower pond is sparkling. I have looked down on the world and forgotten the past.
The flower mirror is really similar to the story of floating creatures. It's a pity that one of the proprietresses is a fairy, one is a monster, one is a flower seller, and the other is a tea seller, but they both like to listen to stories. Support flower glasses! (In this book, the water god fell in love and was expelled from the fairy world. The same is true for The Plankton. It seems!) I recommend everyone to read The Plankton.
Perhaps my two favorite female writers are Cang Yue and Chuan Chen Shuangshu. I can read their books over and over again and never get tired of them.
Outside the window lattice, snowflakes were flying. You shed two lines of tears, who are you thinking about and who you miss. The snow on my clothes in the windy night, I accidentally lost you, but your figure is hard to find. I dare not forget, your appearance in memory is right in front of me, how can I erase it. Thousands of mountains and rivers, embarking on a long journey, not afraid of hardships and dangers, just want to see each other again. Walking through the mountains and fields, there are thousands of mountains. Walking through the crowds, bustling and noisy. Today and tomorrow, I miss you all the time. But I don't know when we can meet each other.
I have read the physical book of Huajing a long time ago. I really like it. The content is also very good. I have read it several times. It is a very good book.
