Mo Qingyi.
Modern music singers travel through the Liyuan of the Republic of China.
A beautiful lady named Qing Yi.
Original. Inspired by His Royal Highness He Tu's "Summer Solstice of the Thirty-eighth Year", I tried to get permission but decided to write an original version. I promise not to make any excuses or pay tribute. Ask for the poisonous tongue to catch the similarities.
Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces,
The spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is strong.
If I hadn't seen you at the top of Qunyu Mountain,
We will meet at Yaotai under the moon.
Piece: Actually, I write fan fiction = =
Completed a thousand-word short story HP. Qingyang
The professor actually doesn't love anyone, he only loves Lily.
Column express, seeking to be overpowered, supported, and overlorded
My scarf is clicked here XD~