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lit. wind and moon filled with flowers
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Categories: fantasy (fiction)
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The new book is uploaded, please support. The flowers are too fragrant, the flowers are rolling around, suddenly do not know that the road to Shu is difficult; laugh at the world, the geometry of the grudges, dashing with the United States asked the end of the world. The world, the grudge geometry, dashing with the beauty of the end of the world. Indulgence in the search for joy, singing wine, suddenly look back, Lanzhou countless. I am looking forward to the people who understand the language, and hope that the fragrance of jade, waving the army to break the city, the slanting sun and shadow wind long, hand up the sword, the day without the empire. The day the empire was lost. Pointing at the mountains and rivers, stirring up words, and dung in the year when ten thousand households were waiting. I can laugh at the arrows in my hand and shoot a great eagle with a bent bow; I can be crazy and enter the battlefield alone and shake the sky with my true feelings. God is in the sky, the devil is in the prison, millions of soldiers break the sword for whom? The young man does not know sorrow, but said to travel freely, a pot of wine between flowers, the wind and the moon full of flowers.