He - the young master of Hujia!
He - the Holy Emperor of the Kingdom of God!
They all wanted to leave the position that restricted their freedom.
No matter why you sat in that position in the first place! But now, leaving – it's hard!
When the prosperity fades away, the jasper turns to ashes.
A long song laments the years,
When a sad person leaves, there will be no words for a hundred miles???
Xiaoxiao Muyu looked at the desolation with tears, after all, it was back then.
Bihai listens to the flute, and the gods feel sad.
Looking back, I realize that spring has passed???
The sky is clear and the heart is as cold as water. It is better to forget the past grievances and let the road be a mirage.
Have you ever remembered: the afterglow of the setting sun and the mist?
Conception: