"A few chapters of elegant music are newly composed, and the singing girls are vaguely singing. The only thing is the crimson tree has been renovated inside, and a double tune can be heard clearly." She came to the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms with a few digital records in the vast ancient books. I thought that the endless flames of war would have room for fragrant reds, soft daisies, string songs and windy moons, but instead I had to be involved in various fateful encounters.
Shocked by old dreams, the green temples are lightly withered, complaining of new hatred, and the crimson lips are slightly noted. Mysteries of life experience, emotional entanglements, internal turmoil, hatred between the country and the family... When the dusty and vague past tears apart the illusion of affection, when years of misunderstandings and estrangements force the two hearts to be at odds, when subtle open and secret struggles stretch across the mountains and rivers... The sweet and light dream returns, this wishful dream cannot be painted, and in the old paper and ink, is there a way back? Where to return?
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Although the text is written like this, in fact, this article is not grand and majestic at all. On the contrary, it is very petty o(╯□╰)o... The writing is scummy and contrived, the plot is vulgar and procrastinating, and the female protagonist's incorrect outlook on life completely ruins the male protagonist's image. The environment details, the age of the characters, and the time of occurrence of certain historical events are particularly buggy. Please be merciful to the research party.
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