The glory points to the quicksand, and the loneliness lasts for a lifetime. How can I bear the sadness and forgetfulness for a moment.
The north wind carried snow and messed up the flowers. The carriage swayed further and further away. The hoof prints in the snow disappeared for a moment. The girl dressed in red and plain-faced looked back. She saw that the former city wall was full of holes, as if she was lost.
Playing and playing should be the age for girls,
As a last resort,
But he was burdened with the fate of fleeing.
He accidentally rescued a young man in trouble, and whether he thanked him or not was no longer his own business.
I don't know when I will arrive,
lost,
With a little melancholy.
The new land will never be the same again.
The fight for the throne and the dangers of neighboring gangs.
So familiar, yet so strange.
Alone.