The sky is blue, the leaves are yellow on the ground, the autumn colors are in waves, and the waves are green with cold smoke. The mountains reflect the setting sun, the sky meets the water, and the fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
Yu's Villa, from its peak to its trough, from its revival to its destruction; the love of small talk, from shyness to indulgence, and its destruction to eternity.
The cold wind is immersed in the memories of autumn and cannot extricate itself. Until I met, the warm sunshine was still so dazzling and exciting in winter. Just when they depend on each other, night falls. What awaits them is eternal separation, or...
This is an unethical work between a father and a son, so do not enter with caution.
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