Waiting for the moon to fall under the west wing
The door near the wind is half open
The shadows of flowers on the wall move
Suspected to be a beauty.
It is difficult to write ancient prose, and it is difficult to travel through history. It is inevitable to hit a wall when trying to spoof history.
The writing is uneven, the foreshadowing is weak, the thinking is confused, and the words do not convey the meaning.
I beg you, please keep your eyes open, catch bugs when you see them, and smash bricks if you see them.
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