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Time Once Said a Fan of Incense
Ancient Romance时光曾言一扇香
Mo Shang Feng Ci
Hundreds of flowers all rise from the soil, and the mountains are dim and purple. How can it be that people are divided into three or nine levels, high and low, and only believe in fate? Today, I was born from the bottom of dust, but I still have the phoenix feather in my heart. The fan bone forms the curtain to mark the sky and the earth, and the silk surface shines across the moon and stars. In the future, I will talk to you about the legend, and the white plum blossoms will be in the proud wind outside the window.
Hundreds of flowers all rise from the soil, and the mountains are dim and purple. How can it be that people are divided into three or nine levels, high and low, and only believe in fate? Today, I was born from the bottom of dust, but I still have the phoenix feather in my heart. The fan bone forms the curtain to mark the sky and the earth, and the silk surface shines across the moon and stars. In the future, I will talk to you about the legend, and the white plum blossoms will be in the proud wind outside the window.