Painted hubs and carved saddles meet on a narrow road, and there is a heartbreaking sound in the embroidered curtain.
There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
The house is made of gold, the cage is made of jade, and the carriage is like a horse swimming on flowing water.
Liu Lang already hated Pengshan for being far away, and even more so because he was separated by 10,000 layers of Pengshan.
——Song Qi's "Partridge Sky"
Green Qi's seven strings, one string and one column, reflect the past. Brother Di, Qiaoer has remembered you all the time in the past seven years. And you, have you forgotten Qiaoer?
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