During the raging war and national crisis, in that awesome era, there were always some little people who shouldered responsibilities and missions and worked hard and sacrificed for justice and a bright future.
The Republic of China is my favorite historical period, which fascinates and perseveres me.
The woman named Wei Jingrou, wearing a cheongsam, walked gracefully, like a gust of fragrant wind and an endlessly folding rose.
By some strange combination of circumstances, she became the concubine of that cold-faced warlord who made people fearful. After several years, they fell in love and killed each other.
Many years later, holding that piece of paper, I saw that today the peach blossoms are scorching, the house is suitable for IKEA, and it is predicted that in the next year the melons and melons will continue to bloom, and the children will be prosperous and prosperous. I would like to write the white-headed promise to Hong Jian, so that the red leaf alliance can be recorded clearly. The heroes return, their eyes meet each other, the autumn frost is deep and the air is solemn, and the trees are falling in the sky.
The charming and lovely aunt x the abstinent and cold-faced warlord
Both cruelty and petting, sincere dedication.