Notice! Notice! Notice! The original title of this article is "The Wind Rises". The author has changed the title to "The Son Returns, The Son Returns". I hope the little angels will continue to support me! Mwah.
A sudden storm breaks out in Shu, and it is difficult for the immortals to avoid the disaster of Xiao Qiang. Splendid mountains and rivers, thousands of miles of lamentations, and scattered bones. By the Chishui River, war horses neighed and swords pointed at Tianshuo. Who breaks the silver zither string? Under the fusang tree, soul songs are chanted and clouds are split.
Looking at the mist and rain of the imperial city from afar, the destiny is shattered and all the demons are slain. Wearing red makeup and armor, with bare hands stained with blood, we protect our home and country. Gu Hong's broken words still remember his thoughts, and it is difficult to write in ruler. Sighing about the flying swallows every year, I don't know the joys and sorrows, I only know the old eaves.
Please collect and comment, thank you all the little angels!