"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is like snow."
"Teacher, does Li Bai really carry a sword wherever he goes?"
"When asking questions in class, you must raise your hand first."
"But the bell has already rung."
The Bodhisattva sitting on the chandelier showed a sly smile
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Feng Yang: You'd better save me!
Xia Tian: Are you going to run away again? ? ?
