"? Bi chair dizzy? Wei Xiu Ming? Oujia Rui chopped ┌ banished to dizzy? た; ?ィ?∧ィ? Steady Zhan Sang?
The lonely goose is sad, the cold cricket is crying, just waiting for the dream of reunion to come back. Desolate things feel sad and heartbreaking. The eyebrows are emerald, the tears are falling, and the sleeves of the shirt are wet.
Hairpins and jade are broken, water chestnuts are missing, old hatreds and new hatreds are piled up in confusion. Sijun stares at the terrace pavilion. There are no fish or geese, and there is no news. Where can I go? "
——You looked at my resolutely leaving figure, followed the weak light on my body with complex eyes, until I fell into darkness, and finally shed tears into mourning.
But did you know that if possible, I would be willing to lose your appearance and lose your mind for you.