Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an.
The autumn cries of Luo Wei and Jin Jinglan are desolate and the frost is desolate and the color is cold.
The lonely lamp cannot be understood and I am heartbroken. I roll up the curtains and look at the moonlit sky and sigh.
The beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds, and there is the high sky of Qingming above,
There are waves of the Lu River below. The soul is far away and suffering,
It is difficult for the dream soul to reach Guanshan. Longing for lovesickness is heartbreaking.
P. S I really don't know how to write copy, so I had to borrow a poem. Haha, don't be offended.
This is a picture of the heroine Shaxue MM.
Shaxue MM's deathly domineering outfit.
In the middle of the article, Sha Xue will cut off her hair, so I will post a picture first.
Well, why doesn't it feel like it?