Jinse reminisced about her old days, and she was eager to wait, but unfortunately, the phoenix flew away and died in ashes.
He asked me: "Who are you?"
The wind blows, causing chaos in the world, and the beauty is flying intermittently.
I casually broke off a peach blossom, glanced sideways at him, and smiled: "Jin Nian, Jin Nian, Jin Nian, Jin Nian."
The clouds are calm and the mood is changing, letting them drift by themselves. The Tao is unintentional but affectionate.
"Jinnian?!" He suddenly turned sideways and grabbed my hand, exclaiming. His eyes were filled with surprise and a slight... Joy.
The lights flickered, the night was bright, and the lights rolled across the crowd, rubbing shoulders with each other, but the hustle and bustle suddenly fell silent.
I followed the source of the sound, bowed my head slightly and apologized: "I'm sorry, sir, you recognized the wrong person."
He took out his aching hand, held the horse, turned around and left, gradually disappearing...
Who turned a corner when waking up from a dream.
When the breeze turns to flowing water, who will disturb the misty rain in the city?
This is my first time writing an article. I am a novice, so read this article with caution~~~~History is difficult to check~~~it may not be consistent, hehe
Xinkeng, also a novice, written short stories if I can't stand it, has been completed.