I still remember the wind blowing, the clothes were elegant, and the horses were riding with long swords.
I have a moon cake, I love Zhang Liang very much, I love my house very much, and I also fall in love with Aunt Gongsun.
The text begins when Gongsun Linglong was a child, and ends when he burns books and harasses scholars ten years later. It is not a touching love story, but it is a biography for the losers who like Liangdian.
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