"The carriages are rolling, the horses are rustling, pedestrians are carrying bows and arrows at their waists, Ye Niang and his wife are walking to see each other off, and the Xianyang Bridge is no longer visible in the dust. They hold their clothes and stamp their feet to block the road and cry, and the cry goes up to Qian Yunxiao." - Du Fu's "War Chariots"
I don't know why fate plays such a trick. People who have clearly agreed to live and die together are really separated by yin and yang? Forget it, when his mission is completed, someone will send him on his way. So hurry up, he didn't want her to wait too long.
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