In the eighth year of Ruiqing, we met once, and one glance marked the rest of our lives.
The aroma of wine in the dream is still the same. Can I drink a glass?
You can't keep yesterday, you can't go back, you can't go back.
Whoever has a dream will bear his wish.
Even in troubled times, playing a chess game is still as enjoyable as sugar.
The human heart has always been an elusive thing. I guess I'm tired and won't guess anymore.
Living your whole life believing only in yourself is like a kind of despair slowly sinking into the abyss.
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The cold wind whistled in the ears, cutting the faces of Wei Changqing and Song Fengzhi.
"You said, I don't believe in gods and Buddhas. I can't go to the ninth heaven or the bliss after death. Where else can I go?" Song Fengzhi lay on Wei Changqing's neck, his voice was very soft. It was also the confusion that Wei Changqing had never seen before.
"Ah, there's no way," Wei Changqing twitched his unconscious nose, "The world is huge but there is no place for you. I am the only one to accompany you. Whatever you want to do, I, Wei Changqing, will accompany you. If you go down, you will inevitably have someone to accompany you. You are the worst person who can teach others to worry."
He heard Song Fengzhi chuckle: "... Okay."
A row of footprints stepped on the broken jade, stepping into the distance step by step. The footprints behind him were covered by frost in the blink of an eye, blending into the vast ice field.
In front of me is you.
The clouds and rivers chase each other away unintentionally, and the people in the rivers and lakes are covered with reeds and flowers.
I'm going.
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HE, HE, HE
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