The frosty leaves are in my dreams, and the shuo wind is hard to breathe. I don't want to continue the failure of the remaining chapters and disturb people's dreams.
The author cuts meat and produces grain himself, because he cannot find similar works in Jinjiang.
But I really wanted to watch it, and then I had a dream at night.
Of course, this is from the perspective of a bystander, do not bring this author into the picture.
Since I am short of books, I can only write it myself, blah blah blah.
You buy a clock and it strikes twelve o'clock in the dark.
Sinners cannot wash away the excess blood on their hands,
You're sick, just a little cold.
Don't be afraid, my crush
Plant a bodhi tree in the courtyard.
Go the way you want to go.
Those who are lost on rainy days.
The past disappears in a blink of an eye.
My white horse,
Looking for him in my dreams.
Please take him home.
. . . . . .
You are the son of an oiran, a treasure hidden in a brothel.
You are a little liar and a heart thief.
You are despicable, you are ignorant, you are naive and foolish,
You only need to shed a tear and the villain will repent before him.
How is it possible? Naive and stupid liar,
Of course it's suitable to be locked in bed obediently and hold your painful stomach.
You are the clam that the evil dragon has held in its mouth for thousands of years, and you have deceived the evil dragon into taking away its dragon ball.
What many people covet is never the pearl hidden in the clam.
But in the Dragon Palace guarded by the evil dragon,
The clam that gave birth to pearls.
You are a lamb sacrificed to the devil,
Death has long been engraved on the gears of fate,
The despicable thief has already divided the stolen goods.
You become their common bride.
The author is really just dreaming and watching, and the plot should not be brought into the author's mind.
Intention: It is just written for fun, there is no intention