Gu Lin's Blood Edict

(This is a sad writing practice written in the early years when I was immersed in the history of the Southern Ming Dynasty. I did not consider the rhythm of the online writing at all. It is considered a trial and error.) Three hundred years ago, five thousand miles of mountains and rivers, the beauty of Jingjing and Chu dance over the tile fence. Once a powerful enemy invades, the beacon fire will last for five thousand miles and the bones will be exposed in the wild. The prince's blood stained Danchi, and the monarch fled south in panic. The abandoned son of the cold palace, King Jian'an, Xiao Che, climbed out of the ruins of the hatred of the country and his family, and embarked on a bloody journey to rebuild the country. Under the iron heel of the barbarians, the smoke of resistance never ceases. China's clothes are everlasting and its character is everlasting! After years of bloody battles, Sweep away the dust in the northern continent and revive the Han banner in the southern Xinjiang. Fu Lingjing returned slowly, looking at his old capital with tears in his eyes!