The frosty creek outside Luozhou City is green, and the girls in the city are dyed red.
I still remember that spring was in full bloom and it was hard to find new flowers from dead branches.
I accidentally found Youxiang Lane and asked who the young man was.
When I wake up from the dream, I still remember the place where I cried, the willow blossoms will end in peace
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A nursery rhyme, sung by the spring water of the Xijiang River, reflects the prosperity of a lifetime.
A bottle of white sparrow, life is short-lived, after all, it only lasts ten years.
It's so close and within reach, the gentle breeze from the west grass and the warm whisper.
As far away as Lijiang, the wind blows from the north of the Great Wall and bursts of smoke appear.
For me, it is just a journey of space and time.
But for you, it is a promise of separation and death.
The waves are turbulent, the rivers and lakes are turbulent, the white clothes are stained with blood and the white lotus by the water is red.
In the morning, above the palace, a white jade sword sounded the distant song.
Roots, Luozhou city was defeated, and a green tomb was isolated and desolate for thousands of years.
Next to the snow-white purple jade, I talked about the old days and the end of the sea, but I didn't know that the red medicine was about to leave, and the vicissitudes of life could not change the unpredictable nature of people's hearts.
When all my prosperity is over, he will dominate the world and look down on all living beings.
Then I just sighed at the cold moon, the silent sky and the loneliness. Who is the red medicine beside the bridge born for every year?
I jumped down from the Demonic Spirit Tower and came to the time and space with you.
The black horse and the white robe are hunting, but they pass each other again and again.
After searching hard, I finally found a glimmer of light, but that person already had him in his heart.
Underneath the exposed secret is another lie.
The deepest part of the mystery lies in another dead end.
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