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  1. Qiu Wumo Romance205k WordsCompleted Mingwu (Yixiaoxiang) column Things in the world go with the flow, only to have a dream come true. Years pass by, and the past appears, Don't look back if you can't bear to see it. I miss Yiyan and hope you will take pity on me, Still like a dream. Since she was a child, she has been carrying a bad skin. She has been on several blind dates and failed several times. Just when she thought she would live an ordinary life, she suddenly turned into the most beautiful woman of all time - the queen of 16Favorites420Clicks/chNutrition
  2. Fallen Feathers and Broken Wings Romance137k WordsCompleted Mingwu (Yixiaoxiang) column Morning and night, flowers bloom and fall. How to escape from a lifetime of love? The promise has not been forgotten, but the oath has faded. Just a joke, how about hatred? His body was covered with bruises and his heart was cold. Leaving alone, the forest flowers wither. The glass tree does not bloom, and the glass bird does not sing. Hong Kong'er is naive and confused. For him, I became a half-celestial spirit. After waiting for 59 flowers to bloom and fall, I fi 2Favorites268Clicks/ch2Nutrition
  3. One Finger Is Cold Romance13k WordsOngoing Mingwu (Yixiaoxiang) column One finger is cold and half a lifetime is gone, and a room filled with incense is incense without thinking. A fan of plum blossoms scatters in the wind, and the enchanting king wanders by himself. The sea of ​​​​flowers shakes the Qianmo Dongdong Xiao, and the yellow leaves flutter in the wind and dance with the sound of the kite. I give you a song in the falling snow, and suddenly the world is over. I have been hurt by love all my life. 2Favorites86Clicks/chNutrition
  4. Feud Knot Romance7k WordsCompleted Mingwu (Yixiaoxiang) column During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily. Pedestrians on the road want to die. It was in this drizzle that I walked among the lush Jiangnan water towns holding a worn-out oil-paper umbrella. Let the lingering rain fall on the umbrella, forming intermittent drops of water. Any pedestrian on the road will feel sad in the soul-breaking season. He took hurried steps, carrying a bamboo basket covered with white satin, and buried an indifferent face in the oil-pa 1Favorites474Clicks/chNutrition