There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty. Its name is Kun. It is so big that it is unknown how many thousands of miles it is.
The Fish of the North Ming Dynasty, the ancient country of Loulan, is thousands of miles away, but it is inextricably linked, with light and darkness intersecting. The fish-walking talisman that only existed in legend actually appeared in the world?
Unexpected treasure, the ability to control the wind, is it true that three people become a tiger, or is it true?
Although the world is big, there are only five steps for those who are different. After a leisurely trip, who are you talking about?
"I thought it would be many years before I saw Brother Lu again."
"That's what I thought when I said goodbye to you."
"That's good." ?
"How's that?"
"Brother Lu doesn't think so now."
"Oh..."
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"Of course it's Lu Xiaofeng who cares about friends and travels thousands of miles away."
"The one who knows my heart is waiting here, the only one who fills the building with flowers."
I have a jug of wine, enough to soothe the wind and dust.
The prodigal son is accustomed to wandering around, but unexpectedly he meets you.
The world of freedom is comparable to that of Jianghu.
Walking on the waves, the snow of Jiuzhou, playing the piano and the five mountains are bright.
The good color in this life is the only one that flows like a cloud.
Small Theater
Lu: Brother Hua.
Hua: Yeah.
Lu: I've been hearing people say recently that you are a weak, shy woman who attracts many men to be unsatisfied...
Hua: Oh, unfortunately, I also heard about something recently.
Lu: Oh...
Hua: I heard that Brother Lu has been having a strong fever recently. Yesterday I ordered Hua Ping to move all the wine in the small building back.
Lu: ... You can just think that I am blind...
Ps: 1. I have only watched three of the original movies written by Qian Monk, [Don't blame the bugs]
2. A poor monk who only knows how to clean water can turn on the lamp when he sees meat. If he doesn't turn on the lamp, he will be the most useless person. Color is emptiness
3. Put the most important point last: monks do not tell lies, and poor monks dig holes and must fill them. Oh Amitabha
Why will this article be sent to Jinjiang? Because there are so few articles on Lu Hua, it is convenient to archive them here. One more article is one.