Qing Xiang

His father Su Yan was killed, and everyone in the family, young and old, was killed. I am alone, wandering at the foot of the mountain, floating in the wilderness, existing in the world with another identity. The men's attire is rushing to take the exam, and the number one scholar is coming; take over the army and sharpen the sword south! The Gu family is watching with eager eyes? Don't be afraid! The sky breaks through three thousand miles, and the fire spreads across the south of the Yangtze River! Is the virtuous concubine pregnant with needles? Don't be afraid! Furong opened to both sides of her face, bent her bow and shot an arrow at Sirius! I want to step on the golden crow, hold the bright moon in my hand, and walk towards the road of rise step by step! ———————————————— And at the end of the road, there was a man holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing alone and silent in the drizzle. He raised his head, his face was clear and his eyebrows were curved: "Guigui, I am happy for you."