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have the gift of the gab
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Categories: immortal chivalry
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Someone asked me, what is Jianghu? I thought about it, think of a pot of wine in front of the table, a distant figure under the sun, a grave under the moon, is at this moment in the hands of the cigarette burned out. The man asked again, where is the lake? I smiled and looked up at the window, where there are countless rivers and lakes. One person is a story, two people is a rivers and lakes.