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Trees, Sparse Bamboos and Outer Flowers
Ancient Romance乔木何疏竹外花
Carved Jade Appears Exquisite
If you know the ending at the beginning of the story, what will keep you going? ******** The shadows of the trees are whirling, the sun and the moon are turning, and I am writing a small note for those long-lasting years. A bamboo forest grew in the middle of the bamboo forest. In the bamboo forest lived a young man playing the flute by his plum blossoms, and outside the bamboo forest there lived a female general who was swaying quietly. He gave her worldly tenderness, and also gave her the greatest betrayal. He said, I love you. She also smiled and replied, I love you too. Then the cold sword sank into his body. From now on, the world is on a chessboard, and everything you encounter is a rain of swords, guns, and swords. They play chess and both sides have no regrets about their moves, winning or losing every time. When the prosperity is over, I recall the time when we held hands together in the past. I forget my words and only mention one sentence: It's strange that the flowers outside the bamboo are sparse, and the fragrance is cold into the Yao mat.
If you know the ending at the beginning of the story, what will keep you going? ******** The shadows of the trees are whirling, the sun and the moon are turning, and I am writing a small note for those long-lasting years. A bamboo forest grew in the middle of the bamboo forest. In the bamboo forest lived a young man playing the flute by his plum blossoms, and outside the bamboo forest there lived a female general who was swaying quietly. He gave her worldly tenderness, and also gave her the greatest betrayal. He said, I love you. She also smiled and replied, I love you too. Then the cold sword sank into his body. From now on, the world is on a chessboard, and everything you encounter is a rain of swords, guns, and swords. They play chess and both sides have no regrets about their moves, winning or losing every time. When the prosperity is over, I recall the time when we held hands together in the past. I forget my words and only mention one sentence: It's strange that the flowers outside the bamboo are sparse, and the fragrance is cold into the Yao mat.