Lanting Cinnabar

Full of glory I always hope that I have the qualifications to carry all the glory. No matter I raise my head or bow my head, I always feel a little proud. After all, I can't be that person. Because, I am who I am. ————Introduction. The swing that is still floating in the forest despite the ups and downs of the years, with its eternal promise and the persistence of pulling the iron buckle tightly, carries the words for her beloved to fly. The friction in the silent air stirred up the temperature, tearing the opening, and then stretched out the arms. Close your eyes and listen... Those who stretch their arms between heaven and earth must be filled with glory. Smile, clear eyes, sunken smile. His eyes seemed to have the aura of an angel trapped in his soul. The corners of her eyes are raised, charming Ji... Gorgeous slow robe, water sleeves fluttered. Immediately, my hair on the temples was flying, and my whole body was solemn... When the dark clouds came like ink, they covered the flat buildings during the day. The dewdrops crush the hurried steps among the flowers. The exotic flowers in the garden emitted a supernatural light and twisted into charming flower strands. Thousands of years of ice and snow, white fingers brushed her beautiful face, messing up a few strands of hair on her forehead. The flying wings, the pure white wings are nailed with a curse. The encounter in ancient times and the holding of hands in the previous life passed by in this life. The only thing that remained unchanged was that he was always full of glory and frighteningly gorgeous. The murmur of music does not mean silence. Even if it spins and turns into ashes, it has to make up for the mistakes of a lifetime. Full of glory, always a dream and an illusion.