Once upon a time, Feng Changxun looked at Huaicheng, where "the phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and the fish and dragons danced all night", holding a pot of wine in his hand, drinking drunkenly at the top of the city.
Later, Nie Feiyi got used to seeing the wind, frost and snow on the journey, and the various changes in life. When he looked back, the young man in bright clothes and angry horses was no longer there...
(This copy is purely the author's fault)
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Come on, son! There are no long comments, only short ones hahahaha (?ω?)Hiahiahia
What has your son experienced? Why did the writing become dull?