Sada Pillow Meteor

The aroma of wine is like a song, the shadow of the knife follows the wind, and the demons and spirits walk together. They laugh, they sing, they make trouble... Lin Yi: No matter how difficult it is, I will be with him. Mingyi: I am just a libertine, without any roots or connections. If I fall in love with her so rashly, wouldn't I be sorry for such a good girl? Looking up, you can see the lights and shadows of the bustling streets, and explore the origins of Lao Zhuang. Looking back, my husband was not young, he was most invincible when he was young. Recalling the present day, we drink wine and talk happily in the stars, and the three or two moons shine on the road ahead. In Chang'an fantasy, the gourd legend continues...