If one day, a layman in the secular world reads out such a common saying: "What is love in the world?" What kind of answer will he hear?
He smiled coquettishly: holding his son's hand, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.
He sneered: "Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water cannot be delayed."
His brows were gentle: You and I are affectionate.
It turned out that it was not a matter of life and death. Because they don't live for love.
There are palaces inside the walls, and rivers and lakes outside the walls. They have been through the baptism of wind and frost, and they thought they were immune to all poisons, but in the end, they were all poisoned by the most powerful poison.
As the truth and the past surfaced bit by bit, they had their ups and downs, and finally they could not control their own ups and downs.
Let go, indulge, and let go.
This... Now I look at this pitfall from a few months ago, and I think it's so funny - =
So the new pit was born... The readers who entered this place by mistake are asked to move to the new pit...