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That year, the fire lit up half of the sky in Luoyang City. She stumbled out of the city. From now on, relatives are not relatives, and hatred is not hatred. When I came back, I was dressed in blue and my eyes were cold. After nine years of hard work, I no longer knew the pain of frost, cold and wind. She can dodge swords, guns, swords and halberds, and she can dodge people's hearts like poison. But in the end, he couldn't escape the distant glance from the crowd. After running away again and again, she finally decided to come to him. Look at each other and smile, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, no matter how many obstacles are behind you, they are all like floating clouds that cannot cover your eyes. But your heart is not betrayed, and your body and mind will not waver! This promise lasts forever.

The Luoyue Dynasty has dominated the world for hundreds of years. On the surface, the country is rich and powerful, but in fact the regime is corrupt and the people are living in poverty. A generation of heroes sacrificed their lives for the country but were framed by traitors. A masterful master was born and stirred up the storm with his own hands. He rehabilitated the loyal and the good, made a living for the people, and staged an unparalleled heroic drama for the world!

On a summer night when cicadas were singing, Yang Yan stood at the gate of the community, lifted a big bag high, and shouted with a loud voice: "Luoluo, go home and eat iced watermelon!" Whoosh! A corgi with short legs couldn't wait to get out of the flowers, swaying its little butt and running towards him excitedly. Then, a little girl sat on the shell of a big turtle and slowly walked out from behind the big tree. Her big bright eyes found Yang Yan, her mouth smiled happily, and she screamed: "Dad!" After her, a big orange cat jumped out of the flowers lightly. , Then a parrot walking with wings on its back, a white hamster looking left and right... Looking at this scene, an old lady with a flat mouth on the roadside turned to Yang Yan in surprise: "Xiao Yang, your daughter seems a little special!" Popular group: 771842853. Group V: 538242827. Rudder group: 831794188

I would like to dedicate this book to my grandma, Ji Gui'e. ------- At only 5 years old, the stubborn, kind and sensitive Little Pumpkin was sent to her grandmother's house in the countryside by her parents who went south to work. There were no toys, no friends, and no parents here, but there were large expanses of wilderness and a daily life in the countryside that she never got tired of... And a grandmother who was always optimistic, strong and capable of making lies. This book writes about the childhood, youth, growth and dreams of the first generation of left-behind children in China. It is easy to heal, warm and inspirational. Welcome everyone to go back to the old days with me! Book club group: 657645838

The lotus steps move lightly, crossing the heavy redwood screen, and the clear smile reaches people's ears. It is a rare and beautiful song. Everyone in Beijing knows that the second daughter of the Xue family is a glass figure. In fact, when she saw a dead person, she felt closer to him than to the God of Wealth. Others have a tryst under the beautiful moonlight, at the scene of the murder of Xue and Fu. Newcomers, new books, "clear soup and little water", the male and female protagonists are 1v1 physically and mentally, and the relationship that goes through the wind and rain hand in hand is often more precious.

In the world of Fang Yibei and Cheng Xiaonan, many names appeared one after another, intertwined, traveling from south to north, and different paths were unpredictable. Before the vision goes out, after the starry sky falls, youth is like a surging river, carrying all the strength and haste forward. It separates you and me who don't know why on the opposite bank of the river, and we are only aware of everything that happens later. So on this side of the story where the fragments are scattered, the moistness of the eyes, the throbbing of the heart, and the revelation of the voice and color have become extremely precious. Do you still remember the feeling of the sun passing through your fingers for the first time and softly spreading in your pupils?

If there was a thick, strong and shiny golden thigh placed in front of you, would you hug it or not? Facing the outstretched thigh of the bamboo horse in his previous life, Xiao Qingwu gritted his teeth and pounced on-- "Boss, please take me!" However, Xiao Qingwu never expected that the innocent and cute little bamboo horse in her previous life would actually be a big-tailed wolf in sheep's clothing...