Qingping Diao (Jingqing)

Departure and return, life and death, joy and anger, all unfold in a hurry and last for thousands of years. That was the first lost ground I regained ——Long Yang This is my first lost hometown ——Lin Yeping Long Yang still remembered that when he was a child, the hand of the priest placed on his forehead was cold to the bone. At that time, large snow lotus flowers seemed to bloom in front of his eyes, which was so beautiful that it was heartbreaking. The words of the sacrifice are like chants from another world, going around the corners of the eaves and seeping into the bottom of my heart. Prince Longyang, if you are lucky enough to be born, you will meet noble people. Noble man, who is the noble man? Conception: