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A combination of multiple short stories, independent stories, whether sad or happy, love or hate, are the old memories of the past, just like the past, recalling the past. People in the past have gone on the yellow crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower is empty here. Once the yellow crane is gone, it will never return, and the white clouds will remain empty for thousands of years.

On the occasion of his farewell, Xue Donglai recalled his life experience from leaving his hometown of Shanghai to returning to Shanghai and lurking behind enemy lines. He recalled his lover, children, comrades, parents, this city where prosperity and misery, whiteness and dirt, fear and nostalgia, joy and pain were intertwined. As far as Xue Donglai is concerned, Song Xueman always stands in the heavy snow, cool and fragrant, and never leaves. She is cool and fragrant, and full of elegance. The first time we saw a silhouette, it was a battle of life and death when we saw each other again, and then we fought side by side, choosing a balance between the love of children and the love of family and country. Li Hua lurks in Shanghai. Under his careless and arrogant appearance, he is deep and cautious, and he takes care of every step. He changes several faces and deals with various characters. Mei Ling looked at the arrogant and unruly Li Hua, pretending to be cool but falling deeply into it again and again. She knew that there was a ravine in front of her, but she stepped into it time and time again. For people in darkness, no matter what their status is or what country's blood they have, they are just pawns on this chessboard, but they must be willing to die. Even if one day light comes, they may not be able to escape the darkness and may have already withered away. Victory and defeat are meaningless to those who live in them. In the eyes of Xue Donglai, Li Hua and Song Xueman, it is enough to die with value. May the bones be buried in the green mountains and the heroes may live in peace.

Thousands of feet of vastness, lightless and tasteless, I only remember the beginning and the end, forgetting the middle, and I have walked like this for thousands of years. The three realms are "gods, demons, and gods", and the six realms are "demon, ghosts, Buddha, immortals, darkness, and underworld." This is obviously a very mysterious profession, why am I living such a miserable life? He Yize looked at the high school textbook and couldn't help feeling sad. He has been in high school for forty years, forty years of high school, when will it end?

At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, countless scientific researchers who were living in foreign countries returned to China across the ocean. One day is full of glory, but a few years of glory will come early. The vast desert has low tombs. In the era of gray, white and blue, they describe their "grey" time. Family affection, love, family and country, what to choose and what to give up? They supported each other throughout their lives, but never knew each other and promised each other.

Yan Xin comes from a remote rural area. Although she has not seen the prosperity of big cities, she has lived a wealthy life since she was a child, so she can maintain her inner peace. She met Yu Bai when she registered at the university in early 2006 and was fascinated by him at first sight. It was her "clear spring" temperament that attracted Yu Bai, and the two began an unknown campus love. Ignorance and infatuation, young love. As Yan Xin experienced this love, she also gradually grew up, from a fresh girl who didn't know how to deal with twists and turns, to a mature and independent woman who knew the world but disdained it. She had deeper thoughts about life, marriage, and family. Looking back on her youthful days, and her indifference when she escaped from marriage, Yan Xin smiled softly. She is not a crazy person, but she does a lot of crazy and stupid things. She loves stupidly and hard, but she doesn't realize it at all, but enjoys it. Yan Xin is a wise person, but she is blinded by Qingsha emotionally. What is Yu Bai to her? She thought for a long time and couldn't find an answer, so she finally decided to spend her whole life thinking about this question to find the answer. No relationship is a smooth process from the beginning, but some water will flow for a long time, and some will only flow half way. Some feelings are like a cup of tea, warm, not strong, not hot, not so fragrant, not so inseparable, but once it is gone, it feels like you have lost your soul. As time goes by, the more you appreciate it, the more you appreciate it, and so does love. Especially the hazy time in college, the aftertaste is long and the years are fragrant.

Thinking of you is like looking at the moon in the palace of Chu, shining brightly every night. She was extremely lucky, thinking that she could get to know him and cuddle up together, watching the flowing clouds together for a long time, but in the end she was powerless. The two looked at each other, with only residual heat in their eyes, and a false fire in their hearts, but they didn't dare to move their fingertips, and their eyes had been flowing for many years. Lin Moran, the third daughter-in-law of the Anguo Hou Mansion, and Xiao Yuanjing, the fourth prince, are both low-ranking members of a high-ranking family. In this period, they were like two swallows on a beam, flying together and cuddling together. However, due to the empress dowager's decree, Lin Moran entered the palace and became chess pieces that linked the royal family and the Lin family, and became the chess pieces that balance the court situation. She knew that the Lin family tree had deep roots. Even if there was wind and rain in the palace, it would remain firm and motionless. As soon as you enter the palace gate, your heart is dead, the floating sand and drifting snow reflect the light. It's wrong for the two ducks to cross each other's necks, but the beauty of spring disturbs people again. A gentleman is ruthless and his concubines are unintentional, but they are full of affection and trust each other. Is this a wrong fate? Is it true love? Or heating? A life of floating silk and high platforms, what is the origin of the splendor and beauty? Bing Xin looks at each other in the sky, and there is no name on the Sansheng Stone. He said: "I have been lonely all my life, but I am not carefree. My heart is so full that sometimes when I take a sip of wine, I feel like I can't drink it down." She said: "I had a ten thousandth chance of getting lucky, but in the end I couldn't. The high-ranking members of the Hou Mansion should have thought of this a long time ago." The majestic Zhang Yutai, the long moon in Chu Palace, Shallowness always means farewell, It has nothing to do with flowing water and falling flowers. Who can break the willow branches? The spring breeze hurts parting. I only forget the spring heart, the courtyard is covered with gauze and snow, I don't have many words to say about my heart. I want to tell my story about my youth, but I don't know where to start.