It's three o'clock at night, the cicadas are chirping in the cold, the wind and rain are flying everywhere, and the plantains are making people sad. After ten years of talking and playing in the pillow, the dream has become empty, Xu Qingling.
In this world, if you want to get something, you must pay the same price.
The cold moon is like a hook, leaving only a cold feeling in the world, but it is praised by talented people. Taking a closer look, do they have integrity?
The river has no hatred, leaving only a shadow in the world, but it accepts the cold body of a frustrated politician. Come on, are they qualified?
Silence is not painless, no resentment is not heartless.
When they also have life, what kind of colorful dove they bring? Or is it a fantasy in the name of "desire"?
Did they achieve great fortune in history or overturn the world's misfortune?