How many times have I gazed at that homeland, which is the only place of joy in my life.
Every time I shed tears, I think of my deceased husband and brother. Everyone kept silent, as if they were left in the dust of history.
When I returned to Chang'an, I couldn't go back to the past. The tranquility and peace I prayed for countless times were ruthlessly shattered time and time again.
Within the towering city walls, I remembered many things. I thought I would never forget them in my lifetime, but it turned out that I forgot them in the end.
The girls, who are more beautiful than flowers, laughed happily, and the sons of the whirling horses were flying wildly. I watched them silently, vaguely thinking of that short and happy time when I was young.
Demining: 1. First person.
2. The heroine is not a good person. Everyone is not a good person.
3. The heroine has no cp.
4. The speech is half ancient but not ancient, a bit convoluted.
Purpose: Memories are the most beautiful things in life