Facing the West Lake, it is the time when spring flowers are blooming. The remaining snow on the broken bridge dissolves gently with the fingertips, and the willows are blown by the wind, but they suddenly appear, as if a woman walked out of a painting, and lotus flowers grow at every step. "I'll call you Bingli, okay?" But in the end, he left me because of Bingli.
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There are wild grasses and flowers beside Zhuque Bridge, and the sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Alley. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people. A heavy rain poured out bursts of white smoke on the bluestone. Bubble greedily breathed in the smell of corpses mixed in the wind. The vermillion door paint was mottled, and only a spark of blood remained from the blood-red lanterns on both sides. Standing at the entrance of the alley, staring at the dark alley... Xu Song transformed into a prince and abducted the innocent Huan Niang back to the palace. Please check the website of "[Xu Song] Wuxiang" here: http://www. Jjwxc. Net/onebook. Php? Novelid=2319894
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