I dreamed that there was a ray of wind through the window, and the cold lamp was blown out. When I woke up from the drunkenness, I heard that the stairs were empty and it was raining frequently at night.
She is the untouchable coldness in the night, hiding the past in her eyes one by one... The princess of a country has a noble status, let's see how she smiles proudly in the world. The mark left on her collarbone when she was born records her past and present lives.
The cool sound of the xun under the moonlight, the faint smile in his eyes, and her charming dance, just like a heavenly being.
The clouds are like the rain, there are thousands of kinds of things, they pity each other.
He was the prince of a country, and fate arranged for him to meet her, and they fell in love at first sight. But in the end, he was forced to reincarnate endlessly because of the curse of his previous life.
"Do you know the legend of Bianhuahua?"
"I don't know." In the Valley of Shang, Manzhushahua was in her prime, and she told the ancient legends one by one.
"How on earth am I going to catch you?"
"No need to bother, I'll be waiting for you in hell."
Forced to fight, she hugged him who was injured and said these words softly.
By the Santu River, Manzhu and Shahua are blooming beautifully, and the flowers are fragrant.
It blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves are always in contact with each other.
He stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "You and I are destined to reach the same destination through different paths."
Love is not cause and effect, fate determines life and death. Talking softly and carefully, every night in Jiangxiang, I think about it more and more in the cold weather.