Half-dead paulownia

Preface

That year, he was majestic and heroic, blood stained the mountains and rivers, and he fought on the battlefield for the sole purpose of saying: "Xiao Jinmo's life is only worthy of me, Anling Yuhao."

Gambling his life for one night and one day, he was allowed to live his whole life.

How can it be desolate in Qingqiu, no match for the prosperity of troubled times, looking through the autumn water, can I spend time with you to see the end of the world? ——Anling Yuhao At that time, he had a maple seal on his neck, his face was gorgeous, his aura was jealous of the sky, and he only thought for one thought: "You have to remember, the maple leaf hasn't fallen yet, and this love is not broken."

But forever, forever, torn into a misunderstanding.

Unexpectedly, the world of mortals has passed by, and the dusty memories bloom like flowers. This love is still young, and only the heartbroken confusion is left? ——Xiao Jinmo At that moment, he was unrestrained, supercilious, and ruled the world, only for a moment of silence: "Leaving you a mark that belongs to me, but never forgetting that you never belonged to me."

Knowing that it is a fleeting false love, I don't want to cut off the three thousand obsessions.

How can you crush the nightmare, cover your clothes with loneliness, stare at your eyes, how can you leave behind your past? ——Ling Zhuoxi