The Inheritance of Mythical Beasts in Modern Times

I'm back Everything is the same as before Support unchanged Congratulations on finishing the book Don't blame the mountain people

Shanren's poems are astonishing. Every word is mysterious and exquisite. The original intention is to strive for peaks and sharpness. Today, I am willing to follow suit. 🌹

Thank you Lele friends for your support🤝

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Come on! May my friend become a god soon!

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🌹Spring rain is like silk flowers with tears, blooming branches wet brocade clothes.

The spring breeze brings Yi to the north, swallows whisper and return to their hometown, a peach blossom has just opened its pistil, thousands of tender willows are swaying in the spring breeze, kites are swaying in the blue sky, leaving traces on the blue sky thousands of miles away, the mountains are turning green after the cold food, and the light rain moistens the wheat fields.

This God of War. Looks good. Support and subscribe to chapters 146 and 147.

Brother, here I come, it's another Monday, year after year! ~

I wish you greater achievements in the new year and greater surprises for us

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Thank you Lele~~ But Lele Shu is already so great and I envy ORZ. As a newcomer, I feel deeply powerless, but I still thank Lele for her support! ~~Come on, come on! ~

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The sound of the flute lingers in the bamboo forest, and the clear light and ink color condense. With the wind, the spring becomes greener, and new notes fall among the flowers. Sound familiar? It's better to delete, delete, or delete your poems so as not to offend.

Every time I see Shanren's messages, I admire them. Thank you for your support Zhou Wei.

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Light moon, among flowers. The shadow is like drunkenness, and the fragrance of ink is sprinkled. Apricot blossoms, spring rain, and red sun. Kingfishers sing on the branches, and swallows fall on the carved beams. The wind stirs the lotus and moves the incense boat, and the waves are embedded with stars and broken jade. The clouds and clear water are leisurely in the courtyard, and the smoke locks the green peaks and drunken the towers.

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Happy New Year, Brother Lele🌹