Flying Feathers

Yan Feiyu shouted: "Why do we need to restore the language system? Do you know how annoying dialects are?" Serken stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering like a banished immortal: "The scene is restored in all directions, and the time period when all the stars gather together. Stupid earthlings, this will be the most perfect Tang poetry class." Get some old articles Concept: The dream of an alien prince in Tang poetry