The stars sink and the moon sets, Ye Xiang smells, and the new song continues.
The rivers and lakes are far away, the sky is blue, the road is boundless, the taste is rich and the feelings are infinite.
Prune, the wind falls.
It's been a thousand years since I woke up from a big dream. The clothes are chilly and old clothes are hard to find.
Looking at Zhu's confused heart. Mo Wen is still alive, but he regrets the fate of his soul. He loves the world and doesn't envy God.
A striking mist
Life experiences loneliness, sighs loneliness, looking back and expecting mutual help, feeling that the sky is not old, the thunder is fleeting, the rain clears up, and the clouds clear up.
Acacia can't bear to leave lightly, and holding hands is more like the beginning. Ships are not tied to rivers and lakes.
Mulberry seed picking
Carve a boat for a long distance, people will smile, there is no whisper, and the soul will break the old feelings.
Xuan Bing engraved regrets, sang songs, hated dreams, and looked at the spring flowers in the snow with tearful eyes.
Jinmen bleak cream
Love connects the past with the present, and people are farther away from chaos.
Back in my dream, I came through all the hardships, and the sky fell, and I searched all over the world.
Yu Jiexing lost his soul.
Snow falls, people fall, people die, people die, people die, people die, people die, people die, people die, people die, people die, people die, people die, people die, people Mo Wen.
Give up the rest of your life and have no regrets. Your body is empty. Tears are long and dreams are short, and there is nowhere to find them. Always sad.
Ten years and one sword (1)
Looking for the Fairy Tale in the vast Shu Mountain, wielding a sword, I didn't know it for several degrees. Don't lose good flowers and beautiful scenery. Past lives reversed the six realms and gathered in the Hall of the Five Spirits, but the stone carvings of III made up for love and reshaped the sky.
Ten years a sword (2)
The mountains of Shu are boundless, and it is difficult to break without a sword. A thousand years of unfinished love, dreams never die. * * * Jianghu will always remember the first meeting. I want to return to this world. * * * I will never give up my oath to make up for ghosts and gods.
Cao Yinan Zi Xuan
Clear water and calm days, no waves turn to the east wind, and the ripples are slightly open. No one knows, every year, every day, on the blue boat.
I've been addicted to books all my life. I'm out of the reins. Spring is near, and Mei is watching the drizzle among the flowers.
The ending of Ruan Langgui and Solanum nigrum
Looking at the water in the mirror, dragging two souls to chase the green skirt, vaguely like a dream, like tears wet thousands of miles.
The wind suddenly warms the grass, and autumn returns to spring every year. Seek a soft jade face to reopen the door of life and death.
Sauvignon Blanc sees the end in the snow.
Flowers are like willows, and the sound of leaves is more urgent than leaving rain.
Hunan, Jiangxi, Chu, Jiangxi, Wanshui, Qian Shan, long-distance lovers meet.
Huatangchun Zi Xuan Ending
Zhu Ling shed a thousand tears, the grass was idle, and the sun set, leaving passers-by.
The feeling of sadness is hard to say. The wind cuts people's hearts, and immortals, people and ghosts are short and hate each other.
The end of Buddleja officinalis
Who is in Jinse youth, how to woo? The lone shadow is yelling at the setting sun sword, and the west wind wants to stay in spring.
There are countless explanations for looking back at flowers.
The happy ending of the wedding
A treasure is hard to find, a treasure is easy to laugh at, and life is naturally infatuated, so be a pair of birds.
It's a little troublesome to pay for the dilemma, and suddenly I turn back and say good things to the world.
Change the nest and form an ending.
Abandon the sword and seal the sword, return to the downtown area, consciously break the old dreams of the rivers and lakes, and let the six embroidery households see enchanting.
The words in my heart are hard to describe, and I am afraid that the years will fade away.
It is difficult to return to the fairy home in spring, with good old rain, new knowledge, dilemma and nature. Don't worry.
It is hard to buy a smile when you are married and jealous.
Dianjiangchun Paris
After drinking, I feel blue all my life.
Dust can't be removed, but old people are still sentimental in this world.
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Flying Qiong Xianke mistakenly landed in a corner of the chaotic sky in the ancient Taoyuan, with a weak water road of 3,000.
Ghost refining and madness
Don't dream of going to the small corridors of Xie Jia. Only the spring court and the moon are still shining away from people.
Zi Xuan
Xuanhua Lonely Red Pavilion sends out a few clumps of dew, dew, rain and gentle and graceful dancing, and the wind is suitable for men to stand up to the fairy.