A few miles away, the big parrot in Cai Hou's mansion was bored, staring at the moon alone. When there was no one around, he sighed and recited to himself, "The willows are half hidden in the mist and rain, and the peach blossoms have just arrived. The beauty sips the clouds carefully. The spring is left behind when drunk. The mandarin ducks are company of the willows, and the butterflies on the lace are home. The drunkard follows him when he is drunk. The moon is on the willow bridge and the flower pavilion." Cai Xiaohou has no regrets in his life since then.
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I really like Liu Yu, but it's a pity that the end of the text is too unexpected. I want to see Zhuang Liu continue to be happy friends, laughing and scolding, making fun and joking, fighting over each other in bed, and working hand in hand for a free and unrestrained life.
I really like Liu Yu, but it's a pity that the end of the text is too unexpected. I want to see Zhuang Liu continue to be happy friends, laughing and scolding, making fun and joking, fighting over each other in bed, and working hand in hand for a free and unrestrained life.