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It takes a long time to part from the world. See plum branches, suddenly lovesick. How many times have Xiaochuangyoumeng hand in hand? There is no place to seek in my dream tonight, wandering around. Cold invasion is unknown.
Wet red hate ink shallow seal title. The treasure kite is empty, and no geese fly. Traveling in the alleys and streets, there are ancient trees in the sky. The old covenant's thoughts have been changed! After singing the Huainan spring grass Fu, it is luxuriant again. Drifter, tears all over his clothes.
¡ª¡ªJiang Kui's "Jiang Mei Yin" by Jiang Kui in the Southern Song Dynasty
In March, the warblers fly and the grass grows, and the peaches and apricots spit out their pistils.
The string of shell wind chimes under the eaves swayed gently in the warm sunlight. She was awakened by the fragrant wind, rubbed her eyes, and stretched her arms in her aunt's arms, wanting to touch the snow-white wind chime.
Aunt held her hand and said softly, "Zheng'er, you haven't thrown away the shell you broke last time, and now you want to cause trouble again?"
She smiled with crooked eyebrows, pointed at the wind chime and said, "Auntie, you said it was the treasure of the sea god, when can I go to the sea?"
The aunt hugged her tightly, looked at the spring scenery outside the window, and said in a daze: "The sea is moody. When he gets angry, he will swallow you up. Do you still want to see the sea?"
"He wants to swallow me, so I'll swallow him first!" She wasn't afraid at all, but smiled and wanted to reach out to pat the shell again, her fingers were soft and pink under the pale golden sunlight.
"Auntie, just tell me what the sea looks like first." She still couldn't reach the shell in the end, a little discouraged.
The aunt sighed softly, leaned over and took out a pure white conch from the treasured box, put it next to her ear, and said, "Listen."
She didn't know why, but with curiosity, she turned her face and pressed against the conch.
If it is far or near, the ups and downs are like the sound of wind, blowing into her heart.
"This is the sound of the sea." The aunt embraced the young girl, her eyes were distant, and there was a touch of sadness in her eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com