Encountered the Immortal Lord by chance, ran away from home, worshiped the Immortal Sect, and after many hardships, ascended to become a god.
On Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk. On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still there. I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.
While running around, I actually turned away the Immortal Lord and the God's throne.
Please forgive me if the content is plagiarized unintentionally.
Kindergarten writing, if you don't like it, don't criticize it, avoid lightning by yourself
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