I was walking around in the world, and I met you by chance. You were dressed in white, and your clothes were turning around. You helped people and saved people, and you disdained war.
You said, you are Yun Zhongluan. It moves like a divine bird, coming and going with ease.
I said, I bend the bow and it only takes the sun to carve it.
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When the phoenix does not return, who sighs that the heroes on the riverside have returned from the battle, and their lingering thoughts turn to the depths of the bamboo forest, and they are faintly lonely for several years. After thousands of years, looking at the vicissitudes of the sea, the monks begin to repeat, you have already been reincarnated.
The trickling stream caresses the gate, deep in the Nanshan Mountain, there are cold monuments and small buildings. After many years of forbearance, his restless stubbornness has long been deeply imprisoned. The cold killings and bloody battles are all just a passing cloud. Who appears again in your cinnabar beauty? You can't go back to your pear blossom smile with a swing of the sword. Maybe that dream is the motto you gave me for today. However, the building is gone, and the lingering fragrance between your fingers is the farewell you left for me...
I don't know who said it, but the spirit phoenix returned to the south, its figure is gone, the wind is dancing and the flowers are flying down. Thinking of this feeling is sad, my heart has returned to Nanshan, I have lived here for a long time, I just hope to see each other...