This is a minefield. The reason for this article... Is because Lanzi I was shocked by an article by a certain author a few days ago. Lanzi has always believed that he has no taboos, but he was also shocked. I was so fried on the outside and tender on the inside that I didn't recover for several days, so... Because of Lanzi I also want to write an article about my son's bad taste, but I don't want to have the effect of the author. The adults who want to come in and read the article must be good at it and brave in art. Otherwise, please prepare your own lightning rod. If Lanzi is accidentally injured, I will not be responsible for the medical expenses. Finally... Everyone, take care - -|||
(An article on childbirth; the article on childbirth has always been Lanzi's interest, but because of the lack of writing skills, he didn't dare to write it. This time he was slapped by thunder. It can be regarded as the beginning of Lanzi...)
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A cup of weak tea, a window with broken moon. A night of lovesickness and a little sadness.
The two of us will never forget each other. They both say that the falling flowers bloom and fly, which is the most meaningful. A dream in the underworld cuts off all the dust, but I don't know where you are after nine turns. The place where my soul never returns, lingering around the world, just to find a trace of your shadow.
A cup of strong wine and a furnace of ambergris. A long laugh, a tear.
The cairn of clothes and stone mounds hides thousands of years of sorrow; I lie drunk on the yellow cattails and cannot bring back my smiling face; I shed blood and ask the sky, where will I go?