"The End"
The autumn wind is falling, the blue clouds are disappearing, half of the country's ambitions are expanding, and in the prosperous area outside Bianliang City, the clear moon shines on people's hearts.
Xiangyang is broken, the lone star is falling, the hero is lonely in a handful of loess, the setting sun is like a bloody accident, and romance has been a passer-by since ancient times.
——Jinhuake
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