He looked at the waterside pavilion and the secluded pool in the distance in ecstasy. He recalled that in the past, in the secluded place, white clothes were flowing in the wind, listening to the roar of dragons and swords, and wind and thunder rising on the ground.
The cold color of the frost blade contrasts with Bai Yutang's face, making him look unparalleled in the world.
I have become accustomed to the world, and after three thousand journeys, unexpectedly, a dream suddenly dawned on me. The white plum blossoms are competing with each other, but the remaining moonlight fills the empty courtyard, which is sparse and faint, and makes my heart sad.
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Intention: