Qingfeng sword, where to go?
We meet in the falling flowers
Beauty smiles, only for heroes
Mingyue Dao, I don't understand
human dream
The bustling world, the flashy life, the fleeting moment
A man with great ambitions, walking alone through thousands of mountains
Beauty is short, how can it stand the passage of time?
Carved cage, heavy green silk
Old friends nestle in Liu Mengzhong
Yu Ning choked, tens of thousands of tears flowed into the mist
The edge of the sword is bright, the shadow of the sword is cold
The wandering world causes emotional pain
Xiao Sheng is broken, who pities her to dress alone?
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