, According to the storyteller at the street inn, time there stays in spring, and there is always a beautiful scene of three thousand flowers.
But who knows if it is true, after all, no one has ever seen it. Moreover, the master of Luohuayuan has not been born for hundreds of years, and people's enthusiasm for Luohuayuan has gradually faded.
Luohuayuan seems to have withdrawn from the stage of history...
But is this true?
It's okay to disappear like this. In those years, those people worked hard for her...
In this seemingly peaceful era, only that beautiful old ballad is still sung among yellow-headed children, echoing in the deep alleys in the corners of the world...
Flowers are flying all four seasons
bursts of spring thunder
Midnight dream back
Three thousand cups
Beauty is drunk
Picking up flowers for glory and wealth
One more drink
Tears of beauty
Laughing and asking where the flying flowers are going
Another glass
Beautiful lady kneeling
Huadiao wet gauze fur quilt
Fanhuahui
Return, return, return
Falling flowers abyss full of flowers
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