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One stroke is about deep love, two strokes depict true feelings, three strokes and four strokes are about crying, and five strokes are about strangers. As the fox proverb says, I will trade my face with withered bones for your half-hearted love. Blood Butterfly, he embeds lovesickness in poison, it depends on whether you dare to drink it. Acacia beans, there is no such thing as a beautiful city, how can it be so beautiful? In the next life, red beans will not be used as acacia. Burning incense and beautiful women's clothes with bare hands, there is no beautiful jade in the world. What the prince cherishes is my hands and me. I am afraid that the prince cannot answer. There is no night, and the sky is sobbing after the city is broken. It will never be night here. What is separated between us is not family hatred or national hatred, but a gap that can never be bridged. The city is beautiful, the city is beautiful, and the two phoenixes enter Kunmen. No matter how bad or stupid he is, he does it all for me. He is the person I want to follow in my life. You will never be able to compare with his love for me. Playing in red clothes, riding horses and leaning on the leaning bridge, the buildings are full of red sleeves. Hey, I thought the one who was good at dancing was a beautiful girl, but it turned out to be a tomboy. East Palace, as soon as you enter the palace door, the shadow is deep, and you see Xiao Lang as a passerby. Your Majesty, do you really not know what I want? ! If a hairpin has no phoenix and a talented man is matched with a beautiful woman, why should Luo Yi wash his blue shirt? Young Master, have you ever regretted taking a concubine? Have you ever regretted abandoning your concubine? Peach Yao, the peach's Yao Yao is so beautiful, the husband can only open it for Yao, Yao means failure. I have lost too much on the road to hell, I have lost my heart after reincarnation, and now there is nothing worth worrying about, so I gave up this life, okay? Give me your surname by your name...