The sentence "The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk" will go down in history.
Mr. Lin Hejing lived in a solitary mountain, and until his death he was married to plum blossoms and crane children.
Buried with him were not only the Duan Inkstone and the Hosta, but also the unspeakable deep-seated love...
**I am the dividing line of apology***
Mr. Lin Bu, the King of Chu, Bai Jian will kowtow to you two manually, but you are too suitable.
[Crazy Prince's Attack] × [Gentle Scholar's Suffering]
You play, I'll accompany you...
You are crazy, I will accompany you...
If you die, I will accompany you...
Who do you think I write these love poems for? If you want me, go to the West Lake to see me. I'll be waiting for you at Gushan...
Intention: Luo and Dai are united in unity but have not yet come to fruition. The tide at the head of the river has subsided.
