The trees in the Confucius Forest, the declining grass in the Wu Palace, and the jackdaws in the Chu Temple are all like the bright moon in the water and the splendor in the mirror! Like a beautiful family like a flower, the passing years and romantic history are covered by a cup of loess. After years of passing by, I want to tell my beauty.
This article tells the story of the unfortunate beauty in ancient China. Write whoever comes to mind. I write whatever I want, and everyone can read it as they please, without being particular about it. #Favorite_1{color:#red; font-weight: bold;}