The long window is open, the breeze blows gently, the clothes are flying lightly, thousands of people look up, because he is independent. Was he the baby boy who was sent out of the palace to sink into the river?
The face of a falling flower cannot withstand the evil killings of thousands of years of reincarnation, and fate always rises and falls. If there is true rebirth, no matter how much torture and suffering, he just wants to know who he is. Is the beautiful woman deep in the inner palace who was once independent from the world his sister who was born with him, or his lover who has been lost for thousands of years?
Black and white are reversed, the truth is confusing, a cup of loess is an eternal mystery. When will the innocence be restored?
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The old saying is beautiful and new, please accept it, please poke it
The old saying is beautiful and new, please accept it, please poke it
The old saying is beautiful and new, please accept it, please poke it