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I have had a dream for hundreds of years, from a young student to a humble woman in this swaying era. Faced with various undercurrents and love entanglements, who can tell me what to do.
I am just a small woman who came to this era by chance. I just want to live a stable life and a warm home.
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After all the trouble, the streets were deserted. A row of octagonal palace lanterns hangs under the eaves of Xianheng Qianzhuang in Yuelai Inn, and the light and shadow are dim. The breeze blows, and the palace lanterns sway gently, just like the wind ripples a pool of spring water and ripples away in circles. There is paper flying up like leaves, spinning alone, disappearing in the moonlight of the cicada gauze. I don't know whose house it will fall to tomorrow.
The sedan turned a corner at a brightly lit intersection and turned into a narrow and deep alley. The moonlight suddenly hit our faces, filling the entire sedan with a cold feeling. There was a young man holding a lamp in front of me to lead the way. Although I was uneasy, I still complained about the broken lamp and was in good spirits. Sighing softly, he dropped the sedan curtain in dismay. In the distance, I could hear the noisy voices of the hawkers in the wine shop across the street. The steaming wonton stalls at night stalls in old Beijing, the antique calligraphy and paintings sold along the streets, those beautiful images hidden in the shallows of my memory, maybe now I can experience them in person.
Thousands of miles apart, we share the bright moon. I hope we can live long, thousands of miles apart, we share the beauty of the moon. But my dear mother and brother, the bright moon above our heads is two time and space apart.
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As your wife in this life, I have three wishes
I wish you good health
Second, I wish your family and country to prosper
I wish we would never see each other again