Dielianhua
Hard work pities the sky and the moon the most. The past is like a ring, and the past is like a ring. If the moon is always bright and clear, the ice and snow will keep you warm.
There is no such thing as an easy connection. The swallow is still there, softly stepping on the curtain hook. After singing, the sorrow of autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the two-dwelling butterflies.
I fell into ancient times in a daze. Is he a princess? Good.
In ancient times, there was a vigorous love, even if my surname is not the surname of any brother Fujin, but for the sake of love, even if I change history, for the sake of love, and become a sinner of history, I will admit it. Let me repay the debt in the next life. Let me love well in this life.