The sound of swords and halberds is hoarse. Who will show you the fighting outside the city? The blood on the seven-layer gauze clothes is splattered on the white gauze.
When the army approached the city and the six armies did not send out any troops, who would have thought that it would be life or death if we saw each other again. At that time, there were thousands of red threads wrapped around them.
I got married just by a thought. Whose old scar is that scar? I can still drink tea calmly.
How can the paintings of blood-stained mountains and rivers be defeated by the cinnabar between your eyebrows?
Even if it overwhelms the world, it will always be nothing more than a prosperous event. The blue blood stains the peach blossoms.
I just want to see you again with tears streaming down my face. I hear the swords mute and the tall buildings collapse.
Who said that one life will be a peach blossom? Who calculated the fortune for you? The most flawless and romantic one is true.
The pipa bounces on the west side of the painting building. The warm wind is everywhere, who has a different idea? Sex inspires the soul and turns Rong Hua upside down.
Wuzi refuses to compare the wax, saying that he loves folding flowers but not his childhood sweetheart. In the end, the hexagram will be settled.
In the end, the world is covered for you. The bright moon illuminates the horizon. Who gets Jian Jia in the end?
The neighing war horses in the mountains, the silent noise in the arms, the chilling wind passing through the world
Empress Rong Hua Xie reigns over the world, climbs the nine-storied pagoda, and watches the shooting stars all night long