The rogue Chi Chi holds cloth and silk. Bandits come to trade silk, and when they come, they come to plot against me. ? Send the son to Sheqi, as for Dunqiu. The bandit is my fault, and I am an unscrupulous matchmaker. ? The general will not be angry, and autumn will come.
A love story adapted from The Book of Songs.
It's written for fun, don't take it seriously; short things should be treated as welfare or something.
There is no responsibility to sensationalize and tease the text. As for some strange characters being mixed in, you can probably still see the group of people smiling at each other in the Chinese language class in high school~
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