Stories about the older generation
bland
Buried in the ashes of time
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Brothers turned against each other, left their hometowns, and wandered like Ping
Was the original decision right or wrong?
After a long, long time, we are all old
Every Double Ninth Festival, a bunch of blue crabs and a pot of turbid wine
The years are quiet
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The author apologizes for the beating, update slowly, be careful when jumping into pitfalls.