The grass and trees have no intention, but they want each other.
Qingzhu often thinks that if he hadn't been moved by the world that year.
Will it break the white jade lamp in the hands of Emperor Su Yuan, who is aloof in the heaven, and have a troubled life of constant cutting and chaos?
But the past has been forgotten, and the grass and trees have turned to ashes.
He returned it to him, allowing him to be superior and having no desires or desires.
And she was still wearing a green dress embroidered with bamboo patterns, sipping the water from the Forgotten River. Wash away the tears from your eyes and cool your heart.