The wind passed by the lakeside, and the paper kite followed the string and flew into the sky tremblingly.
The young man asked the old man why he wanted to release the kite.
The old man's sharp eyes were mixed with tenderness.
She used to like this paper kite the most, and she would ask me to release it for her every time.
Nowadays, things are different and people are different...
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She was supposed to be carefree,
After experiencing the death of his father,
My sister married in a foreign land,
After the brothers killed each other,
He was pushed into the dye vat by a posthumous edict.
There was a mixed crowd in the court, but after feeling vulnerable, she chose to stand tall.
In three years, all the officials had undergone a major change, and she was the only one she could trust.
She became cold-hearted and forgot about love. I no longer understand what warmth and coldness are in human relationships.
Until I met him.
He stayed on this mountain for an unknown number of days.
I have never had a father or mother as far back as I can remember.
Rescued by the white-haired old man.
I followed my husband to practice calligraphy and prose, but I never practiced martial arts like a reckless man.
A humble young master, as gentle as jade.
Folding a leaf can also produce ethereal mountain sounds.
Then he met her.
That proud woman with a face full of melancholy and alienation.
The woman looked at the paper kite he had given her and shed tears.
He was in a hurry, and she burst into laughter.
That smile turned into thousands of years of ice and snow.
This article is divided into two volumes. . .
The first volume is about past lives, and the second volume is about this life.
The top roll is light and the bottom roll is super sweet.
New writers... I suggest you read it first and then read it.
Please don't turn, please tap lightly.
The wind is blowing here ( ′ ▽ ` )? I love you all~