[Harry Potter] The Moon Awakens

"Chrysanthemum Terrace, Burial Appearance" soundtrack lyrics on this page The strings have been plucked Dampa Guangling Powder Once wrote by the lamp Bad past Leaves flying in the sky No one comes to sing Who blows the dust Poems floating in the water flower fingertips Another night of cold rain I feel that my beauty has withered decaying branches Tomb without inscription Who dares to judge the soul of poetry? Talent is at ease in people's hearts The person has passed away gracefully Like a fish knowing whether drinking water is cold or warm Poetry through the ages Awareness of gains and losses Love and Poetry Love and Poetry Floating leisurely and prosperous When the cold rain falls, no one will feel sad. The poem is scattered Who sees the night lilies? The wind blows through the withered petals Overshadowed Words are messy A story about Zhaojun The upper part of the book exists alone and the lower part has disappeared. The paper is yellowed The pen and ink are still melancholy Crazy love and hatred in the world Who will sing The lamp has fallen into dust Late at night, no one is around Reading at night is a thing of the past The person has passed away gracefully Like a fish knowing whether drinking water is cold or warm Poetry through the ages Awareness of gains and losses Love and Poetry Love and Poetry Floating leisurely and prosperous When the cold rain falls, no one will feel sad. The person has passed away gracefully Like a fish knowing whether drinking water is cold or warm Poetry through the ages Awareness of gains and losses Love and Poetry Love and Poetry Floating leisurely and prosperous When the cold rain falls, no one will feel sad.

Qinse lovesickness leads to Take a handful of loess and bury the passing years. Perhaps, I have long been accustomed to the loneliness of this spare millennium. Three thousand years of piano music has disturbed three thousand years of dust, but it still can't keep the wandering footsteps. The love that has lasted for thousands of years has long been drunk to death in the yellow sand of the sky, leaving only the broken tenderness of the fingertips. The call of weeping blood has remained unchanged for thousands of years, turning into an entanglement around the fingers, obsessed with it for three lives and three lives, and withered in the fingers of reincarnation. After chasing for thousands of years, it finally turned into a lament in the world of mortals. It turned out that the once vowed alliance was actually my long-standing grudge that will never be undone. A clear tear is the light chant of thousands of years, wasted life after lifetime of longing; A wisp of lovesickness dances away the struggle of separation and languishes in the prosperity of the past; A drunken moon song seals thousands of years of grudges and tears apart thousands of years of care; A flash of light stains the troubled times with blood, creating eternal youth. Qinse lovesickness leads to Take a handful of loess and bury the passing years. Perhaps, I have long been accustomed to the loneliness of this spare millennium. Three thousand years of piano music has disturbed three thousand years of dust, but it still can't keep the wandering footsteps. The love that has lasted for thousands of years has long been drunk to death in the yellow sand of the sky, leaving only the broken tenderness of the fingertips. The call of weeping blood has remained unchanged for thousands of years, turning into an entanglement around the fingers, obsessed with it for three lives and three lives, and withered in the fingers of reincarnation. After chasing for thousands of years, it finally turned into a lament in the world of mortals. It turned out that the once vowed alliance was actually my long-standing grudge that will never be undone. A clear tear is the light chant of thousands of years, wasted life after lifetime of longing; A wisp of lovesickness dances away the struggle of separation and languishes in the prosperity of the past; A drunken moon song seals thousands of years of grudges and tears apart thousands of years of care; A flash of light stains the troubled times with blood, creating eternal youth.

"Cross-brain surgery" is a big bug for the author~ seal

Oh, why do I like sadness so much?

I hate it, I hate it so much! The endings of our two beloved side plots! !

Damn, the theme song you inserted is so nice. I like it very much I don't know what the name is I want to listen to it up and down in Kuwo Thanks ING

Yeah... Let's not be careless and expect it. O(∩_∩)O~ support support support support support support support

Come on, big daddy support support support support support We are looking forward to it

Support support support support (*^__^*) Hee hee... Come on, big brother

Oh... Come on! We are really looking forward to the next story. O(∩_∩)O~Scattered flowers