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It seems that something, at some point, mediates the line between clear and blurred

To write a good book, you must love the story, the plots, and the characters, and be moved and lamented by them. I love Nan Li and Su Jinsi. Maybe it was the moment they were scolded by the world and found a way to survive, maybe it was the moment they relied on each other and silently guarded each other. Maybe it was under the magnolia tree, next to the carved dragon with its claws dancing and its beards flying on the ridge of the wall. The young man sitting carelessly on the wall leisurely looked down at the beauty with orchid face and white clothes. At that moment, the breeze came, accompanied by the fragrance of magnolia flowers and the fragrance of magnolia flowers. The crisp smell, the moment we looked at each other, the moment the beauty raised her eyes, the touch was indescribable, it seemed like a sigh, it seemed like relief, that is what I want to protect, the pure original intention in my heart, and the reason for my retention. Coincidentally, when I searched for the white flowers on the tree in my dream, I found white magnolia. Magnolia is what it looked like in my dream, and the flower language of magnolia is pure love. Nan Li and Su Jinsi had ups and downs in their lives. They experienced a lot of hardships in the world, but they always retained such pure love. Maybe this story was born for them. I think the name of this book is "Magnolia Yan".

Autumn blows into the window, He raised his eyes and saw Chao Yuan. The fleeting years have passed away. I wish to wait, The worry about the seedlings will be nothing in the end. A deserted evening, Spend less money, Just to find the heart of the lamp. Admire Nanzhi, There seems to be starlight, In the clear night, drink mulberry leaves. Then the fireworks in the world, I only look forward to the tea brocade.