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Play with You
Ancient Romance与君戏
Long Street Fireworks
The astringent wind swept the fire ten miles away, blowing through a pool of spring water As the dusk gradually fades, above the myriad rays of rays of light, heaven and man are dancing, and there are thousands of auspicious colors. The clear mirror lake picks the stars and puts them in my arms. In the vast world, bullfights meet, but merchants disappear. The world of mortals flies away in a blink of an eye. Ten years have passed, and the fireworks are cold and the personnel are divided. Twisting away the snow between the brows, I wonder if there are still many bead-curtain pavilions where the apricot blossoms drizzled lightly and the wind and moon played on the pipa strings now? Lan Zhou urges her hair, her lips are reddish in the mirror, but she is looking forward to being stained by autumn frost The fleeting years have gone by like a dream, and I have not been able to drink wine with you for three thousand lifetimes. I wrote about the beauty of old age in a gentle and drunken way. Who will my black hair be with? The letter has turned yellow over the years, and the characters are no longer legible. However, the friendship between the cool breeze and the bright moon will last forever, and the old friend will remain forever in the green mountains and green waters. I remember that year, it was raining outside the apricot blossoms, white clothes were dancing with swords, the stars were always accompanying me, and the heaven and earth fell into a dream. From the beginning of the morning to the end of the evening, the mountains and rivers have been our companions for eternity. The young man sings and travels with apricot blossoms, looking for a beautiful woman. From now on, I will enjoy the twilight spring and autumn with you, and write about the beautiful mountains and rivers together. -------------------- Don't worry about the above, this is a story about a charlatan and a powerful official, written in the first person, 1v1, the heroine is not stupid, and the story is as non-bloody as possible. Meeting is fate, once you're here, don't leave
The astringent wind swept the fire ten miles away, blowing through a pool of spring water As the dusk gradually fades, above the myriad rays of rays of light, heaven and man are dancing, and there are thousands of auspicious colors. The clear mirror lake picks the stars and puts them in my arms. In the vast world, bullfights meet, but merchants disappear. The world of mortals flies away in a blink of an eye. Ten years have passed, and the fireworks are cold and the personnel are divided. Twisting away the snow between the brows, I wonder if there are still many bead-curtain pavilions where the apricot blossoms drizzled lightly and the wind and moon played on the pipa strings now? Lan Zhou urges her hair, her lips are reddish in the mirror, but she is looking forward to being stained by autumn frost The fleeting years have gone by like a dream, and I have not been able to drink wine with you for three thousand lifetimes. I wrote about the beauty of old age in a gentle and drunken way. Who will my black hair be with? The letter has turned yellow over the years, and the characters are no longer legible. However, the friendship between the cool breeze and the bright moon will last forever, and the old friend will remain forever in the green mountains and green waters. I remember that year, it was raining outside the apricot blossoms, white clothes were dancing with swords, the stars were always accompanying me, and the heaven and earth fell into a dream. From the beginning of the morning to the end of the evening, the mountains and rivers have been our companions for eternity. The young man sings and travels with apricot blossoms, looking for a beautiful woman. From now on, I will enjoy the twilight spring and autumn with you, and write about the beautiful mountains and rivers together. -------------------- Don't worry about the above, this is a story about a charlatan and a powerful official, written in the first person, 1v1, the heroine is not stupid, and the story is as non-bloody as possible. Meeting is fate, once you're here, don't leave