The slender fingers are slightly curled, and the jade pot is turning gracefully and gorgeously;
The phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, and the richness of the whole house is eclipsed;
More words
She walked gracefully with her skirt up, and her silver bells played softly for her;
The wind lifts the hair on the clothes and lifts the veil to flutter.
He——
The years of Liuxiang,
Shape it into an exquisite shape and handle it with ease;
The undercurrent of years,
As long as he is superior to others, he can only cover the sky with his hands.
He is not a king, but he can command the world;
He is not an emperor, but he has the power to reach the emperor.
The light of swords and shadows dimmed, and the sound of drums and horns disappeared,
The ancient roads of the deserted city were submerged, and the border town of Fenghuo was deserted.
In the age of endless yellow sand, in the age of surging torrents,
That face that is breathtaking,
The tenderness and innocence have faded away, replaced by femininity and refinement.
But there are always people who understand,
The passion behind that indifferent mask,
And the sighs and helplessness behind those brilliance.