When we first met, she was still a child. When asked what her wish was, she said, "I want to die."
From then on, he left the lyre behind, and his wandering heart became more concerned. No matter how far he walked, he would always think of the faint sound of the lyre and the charming figure deep in the courtyard.
Six years later, he received an invitation with the date of her coming out of the cabinet clearly written on it.
When the seven strings moved, they were famous all over the world. She smashed the luan sound with her own hands, but it was not enough. She is a stubborn bird. If she can't fly with him, what is the use of this world!
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I want this tea too. . . Aren't I the one who is feeling dizzy? . .
I want this tea too. . . Aren't I the one who is feeling dizzy? . .