[Collection of some of my own short stories]
I have always been impressed by the legend of Shang Yang, and I am fascinated by the unswerving love of those who serve the country until death.
I have seen green mountains and traveled through thousands of acres of rose fields.
I have listened to the elegant pipa music and smelled the fragrance of rice thousands of miles away.
I have encountered centuries-long delusions, cable bridges over long rivers, with countless lights.
He handed me the orange fragrance of several reincarnations, and I gave him the last song "Kill the Love".
I have walked the long road to marriage, and it is a long journey. Some people only need to miss it and don't need to think about it.
It was Nan Chuang's pious memory, Wei Gan's unique sense of youth, and Shen Chi's dark voice telling me to behave.
Chaojun doesn't know Hui Shuo, Huigu doesn't know Spring and Autumn.
Carrying the flying immortals to travel, holding the bright moon to the end.
I looked up, and there was a dream of secret love, which was my sun. I hope we can all get back together with the years.
Purpose: I hope everyone can find the romance in their lives