Fan Longxiao • Mu Xishan

Hu Zui was in the cage, and the geese came home with a smile. Seeking Wu Yue for half a lifetime is like a shadow and wind and sand; in the first life, the dream will be white, with neon under one step, where is home.
After all! Sitting quietly on the cage platform, the lone cup sighs for years, not to mention the twenty years of spring and autumn, when will the sword and ink remain; Chaner smiles, the cup is exhausted, there is no way like a monarch before and after, raising his eyebrows and sickle to the west mountain

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