The red leaves have fallen, but without looking back, the poems flowing in the palace garden are full of emotion. I am envious of my white head, and it is difficult to hold my hand. We have met several times, and I have the same dream, pain, pain, pain.
Why is it latent? The love becomes heavier. Who knows if it is too empty and the spring resentment is too empty. When there is sorrow, it is caused by others. I want to end the past, but I have no choice but to feel empty, empty, empty
He is willing to have no complaints or regrets for the common people. He will endure calamities and calamities, and it is difficult to cut off the roots of love.
She only envies mandarin ducks but not immortals. She has been tired of love in reincarnation, but she has no reason to complain.
Since it is the upper edge of the Sansheng Stone, why are there still tears in the end? If the red leaves fall again in this life, will the result still be the same? . . . . .
Saving the Common People Starts with Dismantling the CP
The Royal Concubine