The Old King Sun Lu

The eyes are full of youth, and the east wind always blows away the beauty. After several rounds of smoke, only the flowers can't be protected. Acacia in the dream, so the king Sun Lu. Spring has no owner! Where the cuckoo crows, tears stain the rouge rain. How? You destroyed my country and destroyed my family, but you dare not kill me? Fall in love and kill each other, Mary Sue, cute style