When we first met, she was an innocent girl with bright pearls and jade dew, and he was a peerless landlord who was shocked by the snap of his fingers. They met on a spring day in the south of the Yangtze River with light smoke and sparse willows. Love is involved, affection is moved, determination is made, and the moment when we hold swords against each other, we understand that the world is like a dream, and love is deep and shallow. Oh, right and wrong, success and failure are as empty as shadows, and how many grievances and grudges are born in drunken dreams.
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