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The Day is Coming to an End

Xiliang Baiyi

116K0

A romantic old story, looking at the rivers and lakes, looking at the court, hating separation, and loving life and death. With a sword in your hand and a strong drink in your throat, being invincible in the world is not as good as being unparalleled in the world; striving for immortality and betraying human kindness will only bring tears to your eyes when you look back for a hundred years. The best thief in the world would never dare to steal a woman's heart. Hero Lielie, the last thing he wants to think about is the Shanhai Alliance. Emperors throughout the ages are most reluctant to confront their enemies. The spring breeze does not cross the shallow reeds, and the white swallows return in the water. It is rare that there is no weeds in front of the tomb, and the coffin soldiers are buried in a wild grave. After the wind and sand, you can see the white bones, and there is a faint trace of beauty falling from the bones. The embroiderer shakes the red candle every night and has been single for a hundred years to serve as a soldier. The white boat is the river and the lake, and the green lotus sword opens the way. When Jiazi comes back, I will give you a boat in the rivers and lakes.

The Day is Coming to an End

Xiliang Baiyi

116K0

A romantic old story, looking at the rivers and lakes, looking at the court, hating separation, and loving life and death. With a sword in your hand and a strong drink in your throat, being invincible in the world is not as good as being unparalleled in the world; striving for immortality and betraying human kindness will only bring tears to your eyes when you look back for a hundred years. The best thief in the world would never dare to steal a woman's heart. Hero Lielie, the last thing he wants to think about is the Shanhai Alliance. Emperors throughout the ages are most reluctant to confront their enemies. The spring breeze does not cross the shallow reeds, and the white swallows return in the water. It is rare that there is no weeds in front of the tomb, and the coffin soldiers are buried in a wild grave. After the wind and sand, you can see the white bones, and there is a faint trace of beauty falling from the bones. The embroiderer shakes the red candle every night and has been single for a hundred years to serve as a soldier. The white boat is the river and the lake, and the green lotus sword opens the way. When Jiazi comes back, I will give you a boat in the rivers and lakes.