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Drunk, Melancholy and Speechless There are eight hardships in life. A young man may not know the joy, but he knows all the bitterness. Cook a small cup of tea, put down the embroidery work in your hands, close your bitter eyes, quietly take a nap in the sunset, and recall the people you have met or missed in those years. —Favorites197Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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When Will You Return? There is a palace in the sky and a secular house on the earth. There are immortals in the palace and there are people in the secular house. The fairy is the cold and indifferent flower fairy, and the man is this frightened young man. "Don't go back. Anyway, you said that there is no point in going to court. Just stay and accompany me." The young man pretended to be wanton but secretly worried. The corners of the mouth of the stunningly beautiful woman were slightly raised. She smiled for the —Favorites173Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Long Flower There are palaces in the sky and ordinary houses on the earth. There are immortals in the palaces and people live in the ordinary houses. The fairy is the aloof flower fairy, and the man is this frightened young man. "Don't leave, stay and stay with me." The young man pretended to be wanton but secretly nervous. It was as if the woman like the bright moon had not heard him, and she no longer appeared in his world. I have waited for a long time, but the flowers have never bloomed again. —Favorites226Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Lotus Leaf Cup Who is a confidant? Already. Win and miss his life. Love seems to be ruthless in ancient times, and regrets are clear in other words. Mo Daofang's time is easy to pass, morning and evening. Cherish the good days. Guidance for Yi's destiny to come again, and the rain to wash away her legacy. —Favorites129Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Song of Funeral Flowers "Flowers can also become spirits." "The flowers will wither too." —Favorites150Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Elegy for a Day Lang came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. The innocent smiles, childish arguments, and mutual trust in childhood are beautiful and untouchable memories. The chess pieces in the world, how much helplessness and sorrow there are, are all burned in the raging flames of war, along with the memories of that time... —Favorites389Clicks/ch—Nutrition