The cherry blossoms will bloom next year.
The white hunting coat floats slowly in the wind, and the light crimson lining makes Zuo Wei's handsome face more gentle and jade-like, faintly reflecting the jade-like brilliance, making him as elegant as a direct immortal.
He held the folding fan in his hand to cover his gentle smile, and stared at the young man taking a nap under the tree.
The ghost that has lasted for thousands of years stands in the wind, smiling as brightly as the bright moon.
Year after year, hold hands and accompany each other.
The warm wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom, intoxicating the world.
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