The wind whistled, blowing the white clothes of Jinse. Tang Yi looked at her who was slowly squatting down. She was dressed so plainly and she was as bleak as when they first met. He couldn't help but think of the peach blossoms in the peach forest in March and April. She was wearing tassels on the corners of her clothes. Pink clothes, with a shy and charming smile, fluttering clothes, which dazzled his eyes and confused his heart; he still remembered the swaying candlelight when they were in Sichuandu, the dazzling red wedding dress on her body, and her affectionate eyes. . .
There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, each string and column is reminiscent of the past. Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his morning dream, and he looked forward to the emperor's spring heart filled with cuckoos.
The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.
Note: This article is quite special. In fact, I originally wrote the ending first and then started from the beginning. But as the writing progressed and the characters became more distinct, I felt more and more that the tragic ending was too far-fetched and undeserved. Because of the strong female protagonist and the determined male protagonist, they should have a bright future. Therefore, this article is for reference only, please do not take it seriously.
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It's so bitter! The warmth and healing inside can't shine under so many disgusting things that I can't resist.
It's so bitter! The warmth and healing inside can't shine under so many disgusting things that I can't resist.