That year and month, I drank half a bowl of thin tea, and it was hard to describe the blue shirt and tight lip line.
It rained all night.
The original belief remains unchanged.
The soldiers and horses are arrogant, and the crossbows and arrows in the river remain brave and courageous.
Things are difficult in the world, and there are blue blood and yellow sand, but this heart is worthy of heaven.
Suddenly, looking back, the sky is high and the clouds are light.
Looking at the end of the world, the wind blows in the desert, where is home?
There is a jar of old wine, in front of the bottle when you are drunk.
How many years of adversity cannot be written into the Qingjuan
Have the landscapes of those years been stolen?
In the moment of youth, the country changes.
The emperor's promise is a great kindness.
I can't let go of what I once said.
Hearing the dull sound of the flute again, is he you?
Ps: Selected from the lyrics - Yan Ge Yuan Xing
Short version: She is patient, she is persistent, and she spends her time guarding the picturesque mountains and rivers. The line in her palm cuts off the fleeting years. She is finally an eagle soaring in the sky, and is the pride of the Mo family. Even if her youth is wiped out from the world later, she will not regret it.
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