Same history
same character
different story
A different Qing Dynasty
Walking along the Jinshui River, lower your head, the breeze blows, and walk slowly,
Looking up, wherever I look I sigh,
Telling this story from three hundred years ago is for no other reason.
I just have some things I want to say and some things I want to write down...
Huanxisha Nalanxingde
The remaining snow is shining on the screen, and the falling plum blossoms are heard on the flute for the third time. There is no place where the moon is bright.
I am a melancholy guest in the human world. I know what happened to you and I burst into tears. Reminiscing about life in the sound of heartbreak.
(Blue bricks and stone tiles, the fragrance of vegetables floats——green fence and red wall, I am the only one)
It was a quiet and graceful day, something that happened in the south of the Yangtze River and people in the north.
No one knows how painful it is to look at the moon and miss your loved ones while weeping. All living beings only know how to be clever and clever. )
I am a newbie and have never written a single article. If you have any mistakes, please enlighten me. I bowed three times...
We strive to be true, but there may be some discrepancies with history, so please forgive me.