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In the past, the case of the Guo family, one of the four great families in the Central Plains, had fallen into disrepair for many years. Now, when the storm is rising again, all kinds of turbulence has arisen. The world of mortals is already crazy with a sword, but with wine, I am walking up to the sky. The stars play with the sun and the moon, and they lie drunk in the clouds and laugh at the world.

Yang Xu once felt ashamed that he could not live simply. There were many trouble songs in the past, but now I have walked into a new Liulichang. In the passing years, there are stories that keep cutting, and entanglements that are too messy to deal with. Can't bear the autumn moon, don't mention the spring buds? Winter is about to end, and summer is about to welcome. And the story of life is this, but it is more than that. There is little passion and indignation, but Xiaoman is lazy and calm. All living beings are born with color, and there are stars and rivers that produce color. Everyone shines, everyone hides, the stars correspond, the heart follows the sea of ​​stars, the horizon is boundless. The galaxy is made up of little days of fighting and joking. Some people feel relaxed and happy, while others are happy and carefree.