There are thousands of things in the world, and there is no love word in the end.

At the head of the imperial capital, a woman in a red wedding dress watched her husband, who had never been with her for a day, jump off the city wall and then jumped down, hating to meet in peacetime.

On the top of Taichang Mountain, the green-shirted Confucian with a broken sword took one last look at the mountains and rivers behind him, and turned into sword light and crashed into the earth full of enemies.

Outside the first level, 100,000 soldiers changed their white armor into white robes in the heavy snow, pulled out the white feathers on their helmets and threw them into the air, rushed to the distance, and never looked back.

Under the Jing'an Gate, the men who were about to go on the expedition entrusted all their alls to the young man who had not yet reached the crown, fulfilling a joke they had in their childhood.

On the shore of Yunmeng Lake, the young man who was infamous for killing his father handed over the talisman in his hand to the woman, and saw his sweetheart crying for him before he killed him, and the corners of his mouth rose, and his life was in vain.

In the thatched house, the fat man and his wife and children gathered in front of the stove and said something with red faces, and the cold wind blew the two sleeves of the hunt.

On the ten-mile long bridge, there was a girl with a ponytail standing at the head of the bridge, and after sprinkling the white-gray powder in the brocade bag onto the Hanyang River, a smile gradually appeared on her little face.

On the Sarin, a veteran walks alone on the frozen surface of the river, looking for the end of the river, supposedly to see the man who looks like him again.

Chiba Rainforest, after hearing the news of her father's death, a thirteen-year-old girl with purple eyes hanged herself on a peach blossom tree with nineteen relatives, and there were no peach blossoms in the world.

In the Qingping Valley, the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the body of a family of four, and the innocent and carefree laughter of the two children echoed in the valley.

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