"Far Fragrance Invades the Ancient Road" by Gan Qi Er Yi Love is like a piece of weeds that cannot be burned
There is an ancient saying:
The grass on the original plain grows wither and wither every year
The wildfire never burns out, but the spring breeze blows and rekindles it.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
Send the king and grandson off again, full of farewell love
Alive or dead?
Is it a dream, a lie, or reality and truth?
Which one is right and which one is wrong?
They know that they will not have another life. This is God's punishment. They have sinned a lot in their lives. But what is right? What is the correct definition, secular? Earthly matters? The eyes of the world? What does the world think? Comments from the world?
If life is tasteless, they will not want to live in the next life; if life is interesting, the encounters in this life are already satisfying. Only when you reach the end can you better enjoy the fun of the road you have traveled; knowing each other in this life is enough.
Happiness has wings, it is difficult to tie it tightly.
Chu Ji Neighbor × Chu Wangan
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Any resemblance is purely coincidental and be safe.
Intention: A broken mirror is hard to make a round
