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(*^__^*) Dear friends, because A Wei is preparing for the exam recently and is very anxious, so I have suspended the update. I am waiting for A Wei to be freed from the devil's cave. I promise to update the article on time. I love you. Please continue to support "Xuan Ge", dear~~~~ Su Guwei: I have always wanted to write a novel about the Republic of China, but I didn't know how to start. The history in the middle school textbooks was only briefly mentioned and kept secret. The few paragraphs of the past that I memorized for the exam only had large blanks. All that was left in my image were some vague names. I don't know when history began, nor when it was annihilated. The glamorous seaside of Shanghai and the ancient capital of Peiping, along with Jinling on the bank of the Yangtze River and Yangcheng on the coast of Nanyang, have been lost in history. When I first started writing, I didn't know how to describe the bustling streets and alleys of the past, nor how to sketch the old figures of the Republic of China wearing cheongsams. Time flies, and when I open that page of history again, the figures in my mind gradually become clearer. I no longer want to describe the golden marriage of the "young master and the young lady", nor the entanglement of the "warlord and the dancing girl". However, she in my writing has become the "black bird" closest to death. Her changeable identity and stunning appearance are only advantageous means for me to obtain information. I think that in this magnificent age, the mysterious age, the turbulent age, the humiliating age, and the broken age, there should also be a group of women. "Aspirations to the country" are not just for men. Women can also use their own strength to defend the land and write the mysterious songs of the whole life. "Shuowen" once said: "Swallow is also a black bird." The so-called "Swallow" is the name for the female agent who is seduced by sex. Blackbirds flying on the rumbling battlefield; The black bird flying in the beautiful wind and moon; The black bird flying in love and hatred, love and hate; Use your fragile body to support the burden of revolution; He also uses his remaining strength to defend his love; Fight hard, just to split the chaos and find that gleam of light. Jiang Chengzi's Dreams on the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yi Mao [Song Dynasty] Su Shi Ten years of life and death. If you don't think about it, you won't forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost. At night, you suddenly return to your hometown with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, on a bright moonlit night, there are short pine hills. ——Dependencies arise and end, we look at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears...