What I like about the most beautiful love is that it makes people think about it for a lifetime, thinking about how to make the most beautiful love continue without leaving traces of heart on the eyes! Some people say that there is a kind of love that is like an epiphyllum. It blooms for a moment and is so beautiful that people will never forget it! ... Cherish the people in front of you, no matter what the fate is! Perhaps, this is the persistence of the flower blooming year after year, year after year! ... However, one day, the love in my heart will turn from an extremely beautiful moment into eternity...
The beauty rolls up the beaded curtain and sits deeply with eyebrows. But seeing wet tears, I don't know who I hate.
The backyard of the deep palace is a place where people live for power. The emperor is ruthless, is it the same here? Not ruthless, but forgetful? The concubines, all pink and beautiful, engaged in intrigues and intrigues. What did you get in exchange? Is it power or freedom? The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. There can only be one winner. However, when he was covered with wounds, he realized that it was already a lifetime ago. A smile captivates people, and another smile captivates a country. All the peerless beauties fall into the red walls of this deep courtyard. Facing the cold and ruthless emperors, in the dead of night, he stood leaning against the window, hiding his face and crying. In my heart, I silently miss Jun Lang, who is separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. However, the beauty has fallen, the pomegranate skirt is wet with tears, the palace is lonely, and no one knows about the haggard heart. Unfortunately, sad, and even more helpless.
Throw yourself into the burning fire without restraint, knowing only high principles and ignorance of wisdom. There is no confusion in the treatment of false reputations, and the moths of serious thoughts fly to the red candle. There is no one in the deep courtyard and the scenery is beautiful.
How many women's dreams have been blocked by a palace wall? They were just like the palace at first, holding on to the beautiful longing for beauty, but in the end things backfired. Simplicity, fairness, and harmony, these do not exist in the palace, there are only human struggles and sad tears. Those who do not want to be conformed to the secular world and become filthy will eventually end up dying in the palace without ever seeing their beauty.
Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. Alas, the maple leaves are turning red and the reed catkins are flying white. It is another late autumn.