The funeral of flowers is the joy and sorrow of three generations
The clear words then and the Xiao Ran now
But after all, it's not the same life
Qingyan slowly threw out the rolled-up sleeves, and the pair of white sleeves lay quietly on the stage. When he sang: "People say that the Grand View Garden is like spring all year round. In my eyes, it is just a city of sorrow." Then, with a sudden force, the pair of sleeves were like flying phoenixes, floating in the wind, just like a long paper kite. There was a sudden excitement below, but when I saw her smiling towards the audience, although the color was light, it showed all kinds of charms and emotions, which directly caused countless obsessions in my heart.