Looking up at the wind and smoke, my heart felt melancholy.
The beauty loves the gentleman, and hides him in his arms.
The stars hang down and the clouds are wandering, and the lovesickness of the moon is rippling.
The lonely shadow sings at night, and the beauty is buried with a song.
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Since ancient times, people who are infatuated with love have been destined to be miserable.
Looking at the world of mortals, I dream about Yan Yang.
If you remember it unforgettable, you will shed a thousand lines of resentment and tears.
If I had known the end of the world, why would I think about it?
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The red sleeves have lingering fragrance, and the fringed Floral clothes.
Xiao Feng learns from Yue Shang, and has many dreams and feelings.
The flying tears are long and lonely, and the dreams of the floating world are vast.
The smile is carved into the sea, and the shadow is broken into the heart.
Recommend my book from two years ago