The update time is uncertain, but it won't be a trap. Third person.
Mei Muqiu: He is a romantic, domineering, cruel and cruel national master.
Su Zimu: He is an indifferent and cool-tempered poster.
There was a turbulent situation in the court, and there was blood and blood in the rivers and lakes. Everything is because of men's ambitions, everything is because of their fate.
Just let it go and I'll give you what you want.
The dusty moon never rests, and the autumn trees once laughed at the spring breeze.
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Like a dying stream, I have exhausted all my tenderness. Complaining about shame and displaying one's ugliness in an exaggerated way. The world of mortals is covered in mud and sand day and night. He got dirty and made enemies.
The breeze carries the clouds of silkworms looking back leisurely, the night of crows cannot stain the day. Hands stained with blood, filled with sadness and conspiracy. The summer night shines with endless brightness,
I shed tears and passed through autumn.
Like a touch of ink-colored willow smoke, you have spent the entire spring and autumn. The rain has not stopped, lingering and making me sad. The pipa and the lamentations flowed away wantonly.
Eliminate feelings and forget worries.
The beautiful hand is holding a green silk knot, and I have been waiting for dawn for a long time. He stays when there is no one, and reaches out after falling. The lonely moon kisses the withered flowers on the branches, and the autumn trees smile in the spring breeze. I have been romantic all my life, and walked away in shame.
Without you, who will I grow old with?