Qingfeng Xiaojianghu

The blood of the rivers and lakes, the love of children, the waves of the true heroes, the travelers from the end of the world, the sword of the prodigal son, the ups and downs of the breeze between the two, the love is red, who is not in love, the cold moonlit night, the drunken beauty, how many good times turn around and empty. Since love has taken root and sprouted in my heart, how can it leave easily... If possible, I would give up my prosperity in three lives to meet you once in the next life! ! !