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If It Stops in the Past If you stop here, the world will not move forward. Conception: 3Favorites1.1kClicks/ch—Nutrition
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Twelve Flower Letters Always pity those unfortunate women. They were fettered by various shackles in the torrent of history and struggled hard. Although they loved with the most sincere affection, they could not find happiness. They may be calm, gentle, indifferent, or high-spirited, but no matter what their personality is, the depth of their affection is enough to burn everything. Like A Li, like Sheng Nan. She is really as beautiful as a flower. As beautiful as a flower, and as easy to fade as a flower. Or it m 3Favorites896Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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The Wind Returns to the Green Courtyard The wind returns to the small courtyard, turning green, and the willow eyes continue to spring. I leaned on the railing in silence for half a day, and the sound of the bamboo and the crescent moon still sounded like it did back then. The music and songs have not yet dispersed, and the ice on the pond has just begun to melt. The candles are bright and fragrant, and the painting is deep in the dark hall. The clear frost and residual snow on the temples are hard to bear. Conception: 1Favorites924Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Yun Wuji He is a wandering killer who lives with a murderous sword. She is a doctor who can help the world by hanging the pot, and it is her duty to save lives and heal the wounded. They are two completely opposite people and should not have any intersection. ——Except for the warmth in memory. The season when the impatiens bloomed was the first time we met at that time. Perhaps, from the beginning, the ending is already written. ——Inscription Intention: 1Favorites639Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Happy Calamity Red buildings, green trees, blue robes and feathers, human nature is unfavorable and the world is rotten. I still remember the past when I wore colorful clothes and conquered the merchant palace, but now and then I have returned to dust. Make up for the joys and sorrows at the beginning of the day, who would imagine the desolate ancient music house. In the mirror, I don't hesitate to lose weight. Forcing laughter, singing softly about the past and present, and dancing in unparalleled neon cloth 1Favorites23Clicks/ch—Nutrition