There are many storms in the world
The young man rides wildly
Just do it and be the best in the world
Unruly
Seventeen tender peach blossoms
The red silk sword dance shocked the world
High crown, tied hair and brocade clothing store
One sword dares to bring peace
Wake up from an old dream
Lotus Tower Liqing
Pull your hair into a bun and lead the horse
Ten years of clear clouds and clear wind
Young man waved his sleeves and fell into legend
The young master untied the bell and tied it to his heart
Cut off the young master and abandon his neck
The boat passed away and it was difficult to calm down.
(Sister Editor, I changed the dialogue into a poem. This is just a poem. Did you really not give it to me?)
Intention: I am willing to forgive each other
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