The Moon in Saibei Is Like Frost

Jin Shuoyun has no hatred against his country and family, let alone the rise and fall of his nation. From a grassroots soldier to a general in the west, all he did was protect his hometown. The sand in Bianxi is like snow, and the moon in Saibei is like frost. No one should try to get involved in the soil he cherishes most. In the imperial capital on the plains of the far south, there was blood shed by singing and dancing, and on a cold rainy night in the south of the Yangtze River, political powers overlapped. He Wuchen finally became the true master of the He dynasty, but he only received a contemptuous glance from Jin Shuoyun. The eaves of small bridges in the night in the south of the Yangtze River can never understand the wilderness in the north of the Great Wall. PS. This article is inspired by VAE's "Broken Bridge with Remaining Snow", hereby explain. His songs are really nice ^_^ In addition, this article is open to reprinting, but it must be one week later than Jinjiang, and the address of Jinjiang's first publication and column must be indicated. The advertisement opens a new pit, "It's Hard to Be a Wife," which tells the story of a man who doesn't want to be a wife, and finally becomes a qualified daughter-in-law after fierce resistance and arrogance. For those who are confused about watching Saibei, you can choose this to continue dancing. . . Fly by PIA = = Intention: