She came slowly, her slender figure turning from light to thick, as if she had stepped out of a Jiangnan ink painting. The eyebrows are picturesque, light and elegant. The pale pink lotus flowers are in bud on the plain snow-white dress. One by one, they seem to be about to bloom in the mist of water vapor blowing from the lake.
With a smile on his lips, he leaned lazily on the bridge railing and glanced at her gently, the clouds were calm and the wind was clear. The breeze blowing from the lake blew his short hair as dark as night, making him appear unruly and free.
The first encounter was in the tender Jiangnan.
At that time, she didn't know who he was, and he didn't know who she was.
Jiangnan. The idle flowers and drizzle are all lonely.
Who can understand whose loneliness?
Who can be guarded by whom?
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The background is set in the Republic of China period. But it is empty.
Try not to involve history, after all, history is too heavy.
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If there are no unexpected situations, keep updating every day.
Writing articles focuses on entertainment, and the story is false after all.
Don't be too serious!
Writing is really a joyful thing, isn't it?