The old sound of the snow knocking company camp is scattered, and the soul of the piano stains the barren mountains with tears.
Knowing that the king was imprisoned in Xiling, he left his character in the world.
Life and death in the mirror, the joys and sorrows of two lives. There are so many flavors in it, who can tell me?
In the morning it is a beauty, in the evening it is nothing but withered bones.
The funny and ridiculous thoughts of a girl are nothing but trivial when her home country is in turmoil.
I know that if I choose this path, I will be destined to be hidden in the annals of history, unknown to anyone, and may even die in an unknown place, but I have never regretted it.
(This article was first published in the Yingshi area of Tianxia 3 official forum. If you want to read the full text, you can browse the forum ~O(∩_∩)O~)
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