Once, the fire of hatred destroyed my heart, I was independent in the mist, and I was a melancholy guest in the world;
Love is broken and beauty dies, in the vast flower town, the girl sings like the wind and turns into a butterfly flying.
It's hard to express the longing for farewell, the snow is falling at night, holding hands and gazing, eyebrows curved,
Unexpectedly, the world is cold and cold. The jade carvings on the towers and the wear marks cool the hearts of the old people.
The small building suddenly warms up from the cold spring, and the good times are like a dream, but no one is looking for a place;
When I return to the prime minister, I forget about the rivers and lakes. If the love lasts for a long time, I vaguely recall the rain in Xiaoxiang.
Background music: Pipa language
Each short story in this article is related to each other. A supporting character occasionally mentioned in one story may be the protagonist of another story, but each short story can be independent. Dear friends, you can click as you like, and the order does not affect the storyline. Mouxi has not followed chronological order since he wrote this series. The causes and consequences are only mentioned occasionally.
There are new stories in this article and they can be added at any time.
Reason is opposed to emotion, and sadness is entangled with sincerity.
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