(Dear friends,This is a draft,The revised version will be released in about an hour.,I'm sorry!Thank you joyce021 for the coin.,Mo Mo Da (づ ̄ 3 ̄)づ)

The sky is clear and sunny, the cool breeze is blowing, this is the golden autumn season, everywhere you can see the fallen leaves falling slowly with the wind, they flutter with the wind, spinning in mid-air, leisurely, as if to appreciate this world in mid-air for the last time, and are not in a hurry to land.

The falling flowers fall much faster than the fallen leaves, and the time from the branches to the ground, water or rooftops is only a blink of an eye, but in the blink of an eye, there is an indescribable sadness, sentimentality, helplessness and reluctance, and even people have endless sentimentality every time they see the falling flowers, so they can't bear to sweep even if they fall all over the ground.

The two young lovers silently looked at the falling flowers floating on the pond, and couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

"Pieces of flying flowers are dancing and looking at the eyes, and the sorrow is scattered among the smoke and water. (1)" Xiao Diyuan looked at the falling flowers in the pond and whispered.

Jiang Yuetang said: "Thousands of sorrows and bowels turn around, who is with me to rely on the column." ”

Xiao Diyuan hugged her tightly.

She also leaned close to him.

Both of them were silent, quietly feeling the feeling of having each other by their side.

After a while, Xiao Diyuan said: "Weiwei, tell me about what happened when you were a child, including your brother's death and the process of your woman disguising as a man." ”

Jiang Yuetang sat up and faced him. He also sat upright, listening intently.

Her experience was limited, but she was willing to tell him all these years about it, and she knew very well that he wanted to understand her past and participate in her future.

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The sky is clear and sunny, the cool breeze is blowing, this is the golden autumn season, everywhere you can see the fallen leaves falling slowly with the wind, they flutter with the wind, spinning in mid-air, leisurely, as if to appreciate this world in mid-air for the last time, and are not in a hurry to land.

The falling flowers fall much faster than the fallen leaves, and the time from the branches to the ground, water or rooftops is only a blink of an eye, but in the blink of an eye, there is an indescribable sadness, sentimentality, helplessness and reluctance, and even people have endless sentimentality every time they see the falling flowers, so they can't bear to sweep even if they fall all over the ground.

The two young lovers silently looked at the falling flowers floating on the pond, and couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

"Pieces of flying flowers are dancing and looking at the eyes, and the sorrow is scattered among the smoke and water. (1)" Xiao Diyuan looked at the falling flowers in the pond and whispered.

Jiang Yuetang said: "Thousands of sorrows and bowels turn around, who is with me to rely on the column." ”

Xiao Diyuan hugged her tightly.

She also leaned close to him.

Both of them were silent, quietly feeling the feeling of having each other by their side.

After a while, Xiao Diyuan said: "Weiwei, tell me about what happened when you were a child, including your brother's death and the process of your woman disguising as a man." ”

Jiang Yuetang sat up and faced him. He also sat upright, listening intently.

Her experience was limited, but she was willing to tell him all these years about it, and she knew very well that he wanted to understand her past and participate in her future.

。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

The sky is clear and sunny, the cool breeze is blowing, this is the golden autumn season, everywhere you can see the fallen leaves falling slowly with the wind, they flutter with the wind, spinning in mid-air, leisurely, as if to appreciate this world in mid-air for the last time, and are not in a hurry to land.

The falling flowers fall much faster than the fallen leaves, and the time from the branches to the ground, water or rooftops is only a blink of an eye, but in the blink of an eye, there is an indescribable sadness, sentimentality, helplessness and reluctance, and even people have endless sentimentality every time they see the falling flowers, so they can't bear to sweep even if they fall all over the ground.

The two young lovers silently looked at the falling flowers floating on the pond, and couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

"Pieces of flying flowers are dancing and looking at the eyes, and the sorrow is scattered among the smoke and water. (1)" Xiao Diyuan looked at the falling flowers in the pond and whispered.

Jiang Yuetang said: "Thousands of sorrows and bowels turn around, who is with me to rely on the column." ”

Xiao Diyuan hugged her tightly.

She also leaned close to him.

Both of them were silent, quietly feeling the feeling of having each other by their side.

After a while, Xiao Diyuan said: "Weiwei, tell me about what happened when you were a child, including your brother's death and the process of your woman disguising as a man." ”

Jiang Yuetang sat up and faced him. He also sat upright, listening intently.

Her experience was limited, but she was willing to tell him all these years about it, and she knew very well that he wanted to understand her past and participate in her future.

。。。。。。。。。。。。。

The sky is clear and sunny, the cool breeze is blowing, this is the golden autumn season, everywhere you can see the fallen leaves falling slowly with the wind, they flutter with the wind, spinning in mid-air, leisurely, as if to appreciate this world in mid-air for the last time, and are not in a hurry to land.

The falling flowers fall much faster than the fallen leaves, and the time from the branches to the ground, water or rooftops is only a blink of an eye, but in the blink of an eye, there is an indescribable sadness, sentimentality, helplessness and reluctance, and even people have endless sentimentality every time they see the falling flowers, so they can't bear to sweep even if they fall all over the ground.

The two young lovers silently looked at the falling flowers floating on the pond, and couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

"Pieces of flying flowers are dancing and looking at the eyes, and the sorrow is scattered among the smoke and water. (1)" Xiao Diyuan looked at the falling flowers in the pond and whispered.

Jiang Yuetang said: "Thousands of sorrows and bowels turn around, who is with me to rely on the column." ”

Xiao Diyuan hugged her tightly.

She also leaned close to him.

Both of them were silent, quietly feeling the feeling of having each other by their side.

After a while, Xiao Diyuan said: "Weiwei, tell me about what happened when you were a child, including your brother's death and the process of your woman disguising as a man." ”

Jiang Yuetang sat up and faced him. He also sat upright, listening intently.

Her experience was limited, but she was willing to tell him all these years about it, and she knew very well that he wanted to understand her past and participate in her future.

。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

After a while, Xiao Diyuan said: "Weiwei, tell me about what happened when you were a child, including your brother's death and the process of your woman disguising as a man." ”

Jiang Yuetang sat up and faced him. He also sat upright, listening intently.

Her experience was limited, but she was willing to tell him all these years about it, and she knew very well that he wanted to understand her past and participate in her future.