Twelve**

Three years of love·Farewell When I was young, my majestic energy was as strong as the sea, and I dared to swing into the clouds and fall thousands of miles away! Blessed are the flowers and willow trees withered, and hundreds of families are happy that the swallows have returned to their nests. He leaned down and played the piano to recall the three armors, while he was sucking wine and bamboos were hovering in the air. The shadow of the water painting imprints on the heart, asking who is under the sky! May the clouds not cover the rain, and rush into the Yangtze River thousands of miles away

Even I, a person who never reads novels, started reading novels after reading it. It's really beautiful. Very beautiful.