Heaven and earth are separated and reunited, the sun and moon are joyful and sad.
There is no sadness because of separation, no joy because of new acquaintances.
It is said that dusk is the period of time, to carry thirst and hunger, and to search.
Sad Jiangnan! The song moves the cold river and the wind returns to the Luan. Who can bear this feeling?
The third watch is cold, the strings are broken, and the gates of Yingdu are in chaos.
I miss the young master and come to the bank of the Xiangjiang River. Who knows how to cherish Jinyu?
Cp: Xiong Huai/Qu Ping
ps, I don't mean any disrespect to Qu Yuan, I am a fan, imaginary history, if there is any similarity, it is purely coincidental, I wrote it for myself, I will write a chapter when I think of it, gurgling
Mission: Those who are able work hard to save the nation.