Farewell like this, the pear blossoms have fallen and the moon has turned to the west.
Have you ever known the origin of this poem?
At that time, I was just the daughter of a sinner, and he - Nalan Rongruo, with his pale eyes, left me a long silent song.
P. S. Published in the fifth issue of the magazine "Purple".
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It was so well written that I cried while reading it.
It was so well written that I cried while reading it.