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The more I run away, the closer I get to you. The more I turn my back, the more I see you. I am an isolated island, in the water of lovesickness, with all directions blocking me from you. A thousand and one mirrors reflect your face. I start with you and I end with you. Wandering around midnight and tossing and turning in countless dark nights, Chen Yunian would always have such a shadow flashing in his mind. He was tall and thin, leaning sideways, unable to see clearly, but reciting "One Thousand and One Mirrors" over and over again with a deep and cool voice. I wish I were your summer, When the summer days take wing and fly away! I am still music to your ears, When the nightingale and the oriole are exhausted. Bloom for you, escape from the cemetery, Let my flowers bloom in rows and columns! Please pick me - autumn peonies Your flowers-are always yours! In the season when cherry blossoms are flying all over the sky, in the time when water lilies are blooming, in the fragrance of fruits, in the time and space when the cold wind is whistling, in the days and nights of Ye Xiaoyi's adult life, Chen Yunian has become his dream and his life. Su Xinyao and Han De's love entanglement in their previous lives, look forward to "Jin Bu Yao" http:\u002F\u002Fnovel. Hongxiu. Com\u002Fa\u002F666710\u002F Introduction: For the sake of the country, he abandoned her, For love, she abandoned herself. When watching each other to no avail, he would rather choose to suffer for life than let go, just because she is the cinnabar in his heart. With no way to retreat, she was involved in disputes and unable to escape her fate. Finally, she put on the golden walking stick that symbolized the ultimate power. From then on, she was lonely and in the cold, just because he said, "Ayao, I have always loved you." Fragment 1: Su Xinyao cried loudly while holding Han Qide who was spitting out scarlet blood in his arms. "Ayao, in my next life I will no longer join the emperor's family. I will only be the son of a rich man. I will pamper you, love you, and give you a vast sea and sky for you to fly." "Well, in the next life, I will stay in your house as soon as possible. I won't wait until it's too late to meet you."

"When the pond flowers appear, the rivers and lakes are shaken, and the court is stained with blood, and the traitors emerge." This ballad that began to circulate unknown when has been confirmed by reality time and time again. Fathers and sons are at odds with each other, husbands and wives are at odds with each other, brothers are killing each other, and sisters are fighting each other. Whether you are in court or walking around the world, human nature is dictated by good and evil, and how should people who walk on the edge of good and evil make choices? Life is like a fleeting pond flower, and good and evil are just a thought.