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Categories: immortal chivalry
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The wind blows the flowers, the flowers move and fall; the flowers fall and die, heaven and earth are heartless. The stronger the wine, the more painful it is; the deeper the pain, the deeper the memories. The past is like smoke, old dreams are hard to find. What has been lost has been lost, what has been done wrong has been done wrong, and what has been missed has been missed. I would like to seal the sword in the world, who would like to accompany me to borrow wine in the mansion?