As soon as the fan flowers bloom, I leave you with a heartfelt song...
The wind abides in the dust and the fragrant flowers have all gone, for whom do we become haggard and lose their beauty...
The palace is a little deeper, and one drink of jade wine will lead you to the end of the world...
The clear shadows of Lan Lin are scattered, and the moon is tender on the cold night...
To make Qingcheng smile, to eliminate the damage to Yi...
The slanted hairpin on the temples and the decoration make someone smile...
(This is my first time writing an article, and I already have the prototype of this article in my mind. I like it very much, so I plan to write it out. It may be a bit sad. I think no story is perfect. I will work hard to write it. Please support me.)