Xie Chen would never have thought in his life that one day a thousand years later, he would meet again the person he had guarded for more than three hundred years but suddenly died while putting out lanterns on the river.
Later, the man smiled and asked, "Why are you here?" He laughed for a long time.
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The clear river and sea breeze, he never wanted to forget in this life. Even just a little bit.
The author is a big devil with no writing skills. It is his first time writing an article, just for practice. Please forgive me if there is anything wrong. If the poems of predecessors are used, they will be marked with *. Thank you for your understanding.
Intention: The tired bird returns to its nest and gets what it wants