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Cangwu Ballad The setting sun in late autumn is cold and dim. There are dead branches in the courtyard. In the dusk, jackdaws floated or fell in front of them, and their mournful cries surrounded the palace. The Sui Dynasty was destroyed. He... Went. And I am no longer the queen. No one said anything more, Xiao'er, Xiao'er. Conception: 6Favorites1.7kClicks/ch—Nutrition
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Watching the Fireworks Bloom and the Full Moon If you tell me, you may not believe it. I, Han Ziling, traveled through time after I died. Well, I have encountered all kinds of bloody Mary Sue plots [I am quite convinced in my heart. At least the abducted 'beautiful woman' returned. I have a master named Yang Yicheng, also known as Meng Qing. He keeps a straight face to everyone all day long, but despite being sullen, he is quite gentle to me, and the master's brain is very strange [I really can't complain. He is probably my nemesis...] I 4Favorites143Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Mutong·duanchou Hairpin In that quiet street in Yangzhou, a half-opened carved door revealed the faint candlelight. On the edge of the door was a simple and elegant carved signboard, with the word "Tingfeng" written in female regular script in slightly faded crimson. Gently opening the door, you knew that the room was not as dark as it seemed from the outside. A few old candlesticks added a solemn transparency like moonlight to the small shop. Various small and exquisite wooden products were placed on the jade-white 3Favorites459Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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A Little While, Sunshine The sun is shining brightly. The summer breeze blows. The rustling leaves are mottled with light and shadow. Third grade classroom. Two children were sitting on a bench. The girl was as beautiful as a porcelain doll, her deer-like eyes carefully watching the boy beside her, her palms soaked with sweat. The boy didn't seem to notice the girl's gaze, and just directed the remaining classmates in the classroom to sweep the floor. Dust is flying. Perhaps at that moment, the innocent heart didn't kn 2Favorites998Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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How Many Days, How Much Longing About waiting. About strange love. 1Favorites387Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Wind Chimes Wind chimes tinkling, tinking. She hugged a breath of wind and smiled. Background music: The street where the wind lives. Conception: 1Favorites795Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Glimpses This article is very joyful. It's a true story, but the story of the heroine is all what happened between you and Xiaobang, and was compiled and processed. However, after testing, only those who studied martial arts together found it super enjoyable, while others felt it was just average. So, um, I'm just RPing. Because the material is drawn from daily life, it is not updated frequently. Luo Xiaobang, a martial arts coach. Liang Qiong is a sophomore in high school. Of course, she is also Xiaob 1Favorites666Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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The Annual Rings in Memory, the Memory in Annual Rings Conception: 1Favorites1.1kClicks/ch—Nutrition
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November, the Leaves Have Not yet Fallen It's November. Lying on the window sill, his pupils were a little dry in the silent night wind. Hello! Why haven't you fallen leaves yet? …… Fate dictates that there is no way to escape or despair. (This article must be read as an essay, because everyone who has read it so far says they can't understand it. It's obviously very plot-based - -!) Intention: 1Favorites723Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Shark Tears Without Trace The moon slowly appeared above the setting sun, as pale as the face of the woman under the moon, as pale as jade. Her slender eyelashes blocked the faint light, and she was so lonely that she blocked the whole world from her soul. "Moon God..." She murmured as she opened and closed her mouth, "What happened to me... Everything I did... Was it right or wrong?" No one answered her, only a snow fox on the top of the cliff howled in response. She stumbled to get up, and stumbled away again. The 1Favorites1.3kClicks/ch—Nutrition
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Faint Smile "Do you believe in fate, the girl in your dreams?" Her heartbeat skipped a beat. Do you love it or don't you? The world between the two of them seemed to be separated by such a veil. She couldn't see through him, and he could only make guesses. In fact, it was just that they missed too many times and took too many detours. What if, I could have... Thinking about it, but I feel more and more sad. Of course the ending is happy. I don't want everyone in my book to have their hearts broken, and the 1Favorites415Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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The Days of Ups and Downs ?? Another day of ups and downs. ?? ?? The summer sun seems to be tired. It has been lazily hiding behind thick clouds for several days. The noisy wind ruffles my hair, leaving me with a little room for longing. ?? Xuxu's words escaped back to my thoughts inadvertently... ?? ?? Why is the sky so gloomy that it looks like someone has been crying? Does it also have broken hope? ?? ?? On the ups and downs days, only the sky cries with me, not him... Intention: 1Favorites713Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Guyu's Youth Shed Tears The so-called youth. Meeting people and separation are both causes and effects at the same time; People are walking and stopping among them, Just be a serious traveler. ——Jian Zhen She never thought about holding on to anything, she was so proud that what should be hers would eventually be hers. Including his heart, his people, his everything. But that day, he said something that she would never forget. Goodbye... No, never again... Never seen again... She faced the gloomy wind, a trace o 1Favorites1.1kClicks/ch—Nutrition
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The Smell of Sycamore You may fall in love with someone when you are a teenager. In other words, I like a kind of person. They will have similar eyebrows, similar smiles, similar personalities, similar habits, similar preferences and even similar flaws. However, after searching through the forest and identifying countless sycamore trees, I was able to find my own sycamore tree. Many things are specious after all. ——"The Wutong Leaves Have Not Fallen" Young Master Liyou At the end of April, the day was scorching and —Favorites805Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Whispered Love Words Who is it? Keep whispering in my dreams Those love poems written to myself With a cold pen tip and indifferent eyes cruelly broken Every pair of angel wings Even myself Can't fly anymore Intention: —Favorites520Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Lotus Seeds Are as Clear as Water Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. The fish plays among the lotus leaves, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the east. The leaves of the lotus are to the west, the leaves of the lotus are to the south, and the leaves of the lotus are to the north. Collecting lotus flowers in Nantang in autumn, the lotus flowers exceed people's heads. Lower your head and pick up the lotus seeds. The lotus seeds are as clear as water. Put it in th —Favorites632Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Wrong Fate It's a mistake, it's a mistake, it turns out it's just fate. She, Qi Yuan, mistakenly relied on the title of holder of the scroll, but she mistakenly missed the common people and the world. Therefore, even if she disappears with the east wind, spring... Will not come. In the end, after all the right and wrong, she could only say: "It turns out that I was wrong." ------------------------It has been written, so don't worry about it being a trap. Just wait for me to take my time... —Favorites499Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Wangchuan There is a river called Wangchuan After drinking Sichuan water, you will forget everything There is a river called Jichuan Drink Sichuan water and you will remember everything It's just that there are some things - such as love. Even the water of the River of Forgetfulness cannot be completely forgotten. Is this good or bad... —Favorites346Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Youth Is Just Like Water·xin The old man woke up from the nightmare and lay on the bamboo bed, gasping for air. The cold wind blew outside the window, and tears streaked the old man's face. Those past events are as entangled as silk, but unfortunately, they can never go back. After all, what disappears will make people's hearts ache... Intention: —Favorites676Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Mutong Ruoshuizhu In that quiet street in Yangzhou, a half-opened carved door revealed the faint candlelight. On the edge of the door was a simple and elegant carved signboard, with the word "Tingfeng" written in female regular script in slightly faded crimson. Gently opening the door, you knew that the room was not as dark as it seemed from the outside. A few old candlesticks added a solemn transparency like moonlight to the small shop. Various small and exquisite wooden products were placed on the jade-white —Favorites354Clicks/ch—Nutrition