As if from another world, she is dressed in green clothes and her eyes are full of sadness. She is a fairy who is scattered in the world, with a little sadness, thick, turning into a butterfly between her eyebrows, which is even more beautiful.
A moment is just a thought, a blink of an eye, a flick of a finger, how many beautiful scenes are in front of you, the shadows of candles and lights are bright, and they are not as bright as the bright light in the woman's eyes at this moment.
Goodbye, it was already the time when the lotus was left, and Xiling was listening through the window that day. With her shoulders and gauze falling from the residual lotus, she was leaning on the rouge-colored jade chair. She was dressed in plain clothes and looked so beautiful that she was completely unaware of the noble young man standing there beside the residual lotus.
That handsome young man, he just held her hand.
Wrap the red thread around her little finger, so delicately and gently, wipe away the excess makeup from the corners of her mouth.
He once raised his eyebrows for him with tears in his eyes.
She whispered softly: "Chen west!"
Xiling may know that Chen west loves her.
That day, Chen west stood by and asked:
"Xiling is cute, Chen west?"
But at that time, Chen Xi and Xiling didn't know that Chen west was willing to risk his country for her and stand up to the world.
Chen west still remembers the fairy he saw on the riverside, who was scattered in the world.
She was dressed in white and had her long hair tied loosely into a curl on her head. She called him: "Chen west!"
At that time, he knew that he was destined to never leave Xiling's paintings again.
That day, he looked at the Xiling, which was as beautiful as a poem among flowers, and wanted to promise her forever.
That day, he asked the woman, "Does Xiling love Chenxi?"