The great river goes eastward, and the waves are swept away, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages. On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, the Lang of the Zhou Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.
I recall Gong Jin's time when Xiao Qiao was married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes. My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early. Life is like a dream, a bottle of wine can return the moon to the river.
The flowers have faded to red, green and small apricots.
When swallows fly, green water surrounds people.
There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there is no fragrance anywhere in the world. There is a swing inside the wall and a road outside the wall.
Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women smiling inside the wall.
The laughter gradually becomes quieter and quieter, but the sentimental one is annoyed by the ruthlessness.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
