The old events of the Six Dynasties flow with the flow.
The life of poetry, wine, joy, and carefree romance, the dream of leaping over Maguan Mountain and looking north at Yanmen, is finally nothing more than a mirror, a flower in the water, a misty sky.
When I looked back, the setting sun was already setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.
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After reading some more information, I feel that I still have a lot to learn.
So I decided to go down and continue charging, and the serialization was suspended.
I was ashamed to see that my points had increased, so I became even more determined to study hard and write well.