Seeing each other in the depths of Qulan, even cuddling and trembling. After the desolate farewell, the two should be the same, and the most unbearable resentment is Yue Mingzhong.
Half my life has been spent in solitary sleep, with sandalwood scars on the mountain pillow. What is the most ecstasy in recalling the past, the first folded branches and patterned skirts. ¡ª¡ªNalan Rongruo
In March, the peach blossoms are still early, and the oleanders outside the Wen window are already in full bloom. This year is quiet and the old palace is autumn, but the flowers are unable to disperse from the cloud temples. I don¡¯t regret it, never, I don¡¯t regret it.
Looking at thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, there are memories I can't let go of, and my most shallow thoughts.
I heard him say: "The boundless mountains and rivers are far inferior to your colorful shirts."
I heard him say: "The great rivers and mountains owe you a lifetime of peace."
Xu Zhishi, Cang Ran doesn't owe me anything, and you don't owe me anything either.
Everything is my own, willingly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com