Pseudo-literary copywriting:
That night, the smoke and clouds were flowing, and under the moonlight, the three of us sat on the ground in front of the tree. There was no Luoqin, no Shengsong, only a pot of good wine.
That night, I didn't want to think about the future. I only looked at the sight in front of me, which was a cup of deep amber.
That night, I planned to get drunk and linger until dawn.
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I am a waste of copywriting, waste of pictures, waste of writing...
This article is mainly based on the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty, but the author is still a historical loser, so most of the things described in the article are obscene. If you are obsessed with textual research, please take a detour -, -
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