The black hair wraps around the fingers, and the ink dye flows into ruins at the end of the year. The jade is still scattered, and the sea of snow is dancing in a sad and desolate way.
Leaning alone on a high platform, surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers, I feel so lonely with endless ways to go.
Entangled in love and hate, conspiracy and betrayal, if you can't fulfill your vows, then you might as well fulfill yourself.
The man used his body to rob her heart, but she used her body to overturn their world.
A night as an emperor, a lifetime as a beauty. Burning one's body with the art of charm can conquer the world, but it can never conquer the heart of the king.
Thin snow grass, Phalaenopsis, stars, she searched all over the world, who can pay attention to it?
The past is like yesterday, passing by again and again. Prime Minister Bai recalled, but in the end, it was just a dream.
(This article is an old article "Qianshan Moxue" that was previously published under the old pen name Qingchenyu. It has been revised and published here. If you have any questions, you can ask me for verification.)
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