I spend every year with worry about spring events. Do you know that when spring comes, it is also the source of worry?
The horse does not return to the courtyard at dusk, outside the small screen on Jiangnan Road.
Holding the silver zither and gold millet pillars sideways, covering the mournful strings, shyly speaking in the middle of the strings.
Who advises the wandering warbler to stay here and throw away money to predict the wrong return date?
Mountains and rivers are broken, and there is nowhere for people to hide; the current situation is turbulent, blood and tears are dripping, but hatred is unforgettable.
"If you have the ability, pierce me with your knife. If you are soft-hearted and put down the knife, then I will definitely pierce your chest."
As for Si Congshuang, when he met Qingqing and his life was mistaken, the young man who was originally Qingqing ended up killing his enemy with his own hands, washing the blade with blood, and turned into a murderous warlord's adviser.
They are no longer them.