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The Holy Demon Lord

神圣魔主

by Easygoing Li Huo (易行离火)

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411k Words
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Xuanhuan
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In booklists 6

Transmigrated as Yang Bailao

This is no child's play: I left the capital with five sighs. When the time came to depart, my fervent tears soaked my hat cords. I marvel at your extraordinary talent, which shines above the finest of the age. We laid out a feast and held a farewell ceremony, to comfort you before your long journey.

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After my illness, my temples have turned gray; I lie watching the waning moon rise behind the window screen. I'll steep the whole sprig of cardamom in hot water; no need to make tea. Books and poetry are best enjoyed in quiet moments on the pillow; a rainy day makes the view outside my door all the lovelier. All day long, people seem to treat me with such tenderness, like the osmanthus in bloom.

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Luan Feng's Top Recommendations

Virtue is all that matters. By chance, amidst the dust of the capital, among noble families clad in black. I have wine only to pour upon the soil of Zhao, but who will understand this sentiment? If you do not believe me, then let us become confidants. With bright eyes and high songs, we are both not yet old; before the wine, we wipe away the tears of heroes. Do you not see it? The moon is like water.

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Hengzi Shuzi's Book List House

Leaning against the balustrade at Pingshan, I gaze into the clear sky; the mountain colors drift between presence and absence. I planted the willow before the hall with my own hands. Since we parted, how many spring winds have passed? The governor of literature waves his brush, composing ten thousand characters, and drinks a thousand goblets at a sitting. One should enjoy life while still young; before the wine, behold this old man in decline.

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Li's Invincible Little Book List

After a hundred battles, the general's body and reputation lie broken. I turn back at the river bridge and gaze ten thousand miles away; my old friend is gone forever. The Yi River sighs beneath the cold western wind, and everyone seated is dressed in white as snow. The brave man's lament has not yet ended. Even the crying birds must know such sorrow; surely they do not shed clear tears, but cry blood instead. Who will get drunk with me beneath the bright moon?

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Crescent Moon Like a Blade

The setting sun shines through the rolled-up embroidered blinds; beneath the pavilion, the water merges with the sky. I know you made this new poem for me, and the colors on the windows are still wet. I often remember the hall at Pingshan, where I rested my head against a pillow amid the misty rain of Jiangnan, watching a lone wild goose fade into the distance. I recognize the words of the Old Drunkard: the mountains seem to appear and disappear.

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