It was the most splendid, romantic and brutal era in the legend.
New laws have not yet been formulated, and the old system has collapsed.
Life is like floating, waking up in the vast night after thousands of calamities.
In a dream of the floating world, the sky and the earth are vast. Are you willing to be in the silence of the fireflies for a fleeting moment, or are you willing to swim in the rivers and seas in the middle of the sky?
Burning your heart for thousands of years, going through ten reincarnations, do you want your life wheel to be reversed and dominate the mountains and rivers, or do you want to fulfill your long-cherished wish with no regrets?
Half a volume of Qing history, thousands of years of romance. A century has passed since ancient times, and the books are all gone.
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Hua Xu sighed in an ancient tune when he dreamed, "The butterfly is not a dream and I am not a butterfly." The seven strings are not broken, the palace is closed, and the child's period is gone. How can we look forward to it?
Would you like to get drunk when we meet each other? Raise your glasses, sing loudly and smile to the sky. When I was drunk and lying among the flowers, I was still young in spring. I just thought that I was still young at that time.
——Chufeng·When he was young