Thirty years ago, she stood under the pear tree during the apricot rain, when her clothes were still wet. What you can see at a glance is the plain silk that seems to be in harmony.
Thirty years later, in the autumn of that year when the palace leaves were red and red, she was confined to the Zhu Yuan wall. The other person Chu Han is witching is the old friend who was sold in the mud under the spring.
From the Imperial Academy to this deep palace with a golden roof and a red door. They confront each other, their swords are at war, and they are irreconcilable; they have a tacit understanding, a clear understanding of their hearts, and their feelings are hard to control.
The flower path has never been swept by visitors, and now the gate is opened for you.
Thousands of years of prayer are like foolish dreams, like moths flying into the flame; or they are leisurely heart-to-heart meetings, and the two hearts last forever.
If you are riding a thousand waves, your imprisoned soul will be awkwardly honest.
She wears a golden chariot, a phoenix, and she buries her bones and orchids; she ascends to the emperor's palace, and her fragrant soul returns to her hometown. Li Xinyang walked down the river and looked back from afar - Huang Liang had a dream, saying that she had regrets but no regrets.
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She is a bright red poppy, known to the world as a talented and beautiful woman, but underneath the mask of a virtuous and caring woman is a vicious and indifferent heart.
He deposed the prime minister, killed his relatives, and aimed the sharp blade at his own family with the power of thunder. He was autocratic and domineering, neglected the emperor, and kept the curtain down for more than ten years. In the end, he was burned by the fire and ended in lamentation.
Yu Qinglan felt as if she was in a trance. In the dream, dark clouds covered the sun and were as deep as ink. Outside the dream, the hands were as warm as spring. She turned around and looked at each other with a smile, full of nostalgia.
I just remember the shadows of the flowers and the warm breeze.
I just remember that year when my eyes were affectionate and I looked young.
Li Xinyang x Yu Qinglan (HE)
Intent: Two-way salvation for lonely people