——The pride of the palace, the pride of the world, the peerless beauty's smile, the destruction of rouge, the love of Yi Xuanjiao
The evil spirit points to the sky, the remaining blood shines, the beauty is like wine, the madness is like a dream, and in an instant, there is no trace.
You looked at me, covered in blood, and said the last time with sticky lips: "When you love, you say what you say; when you don't love, who are you?"
In my opinion, there is a hint of imperial pride in my condescending attitude.
But the thin threads sliding down the corners of the eyes shattered the vitality of this body...
——You are still young, and you can't take it away; you meet me again, but you have forgotten it; you are old, and your life is full of troubles.
I leaned on your shoulder and listened to your teasing; you touched my lips and called me affectionately. Now, I only hope that I can lean on you again and respond again - killing without tears, that's all!
Nagging: This article on martial arts + love is just to commemorate my... Childish love history.
For the first time, I'm new to saying, drama + light-hearted~ It seems that the drama is more important~
I hope everyone can give me your opinions, and I will listen carefully and humbly.
This article has a long history, so some parts may be very idiotic and naive.
I still hope that everyone can give me some advice and support.
Luo Xi Bow June 7, 2009