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She - a phoenix hairpin with golden hair, and a dragon-patterned jade palm combed lovingly. Walking up to the jade platform, we smiled and supported each other, and our love for each other was as deep as the thrush.
She - her jade bun is loosely tied up, her makeup is lightly made up of smoke, the green mist is light and green, and the flying catkins are like light and gossamer.
She - the dark snow is blowing continuously from the west window, and the piano is left empty in the east pavilion. The snow is thrown away and the flowers are broken, and the falling flowers are worried about hurting themselves by leaning on the railing.
He——After the dream, the balcony was locked, and the curtains were drooped when he was sober. The beautiful body is full of beauty, but the heart is not full, but the poison left behind is intoxicating.
She - the fallen flowers rely on others to be independent, and the willow trees fly together with songs. There is no words to say but we hate each other so little. Weeping blood and proudly cherishing you for three dynasties.
She - the wind and smile look forward to the bright red, and the rain soaks the painting into blue with tears. The full fan has to flutter against the tassel, and the wind on the battlefield is better than the sky.
She - her silky indigo-like flowers are like brocade, and her face is as red as fire. Holding the book while holding the pen, he spoke calmly, and when he abandoned the scroll, he held the two-edged sword in his hand, showing a blazing look.
He - Qingfeng is so worried that he has no time to write, and his complicated business has been wiped out. The dust of the sword stirred up a shocking wave, and Jun Ru dyed his sleeves red in the autumn on the other side.
Nowadays, things have changed and the stars have moved a few springs and autumns. The rivers and lakes are like dreams, and a smile disappears into the clouds.
Meeting each other drunkenly, traveling to the end of the world, who can we share with each other?
The lonely breeze blows away the years, and I can't help but wake up and get drunk again, burning my life in vain...
See how they subvert the other world...
See how they cause trouble to the Hokage...
It remains to be determined which family the flowers will fall on, how can we be willing to let the dust settle and live a desolate life...
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