Looking back thousands of times, the thoughts and thoughts last only a moment. Although I have survived nine deaths without regrets, I am ultimately no match for a word of love. Life is trivial, life and death are gray. Where does sorrow come from. Where does joy come from.
Xingxiangzi·Years of Love
The clouds are thin and the stars are thick, and silver and silver are flowing across the sky. Look at the sky and see the jade hanging on a qiong hook. The moon shines for thousands of years, are there any white heads in the world? Think about the dreams of the past, wish at that time, and stay at this time.
Chasing the waves for half a life, the original intention will never die. Ren Shuanghua and Qian Ran's brows. Gathering and separation are all caused by fate, and gathering and separation are always related to sorrow. May love be like wine, dreams be like old, and will be rewarded forever.
Reader comments
The story is novel. The plot is compact and the story has ups and downs. Well worth seeing
The story is novel. The plot is compact and the story has ups and downs. Well worth seeing