Since I was a child, I had two different dreams: one is the water town in the south, the blue water is microwave, supporting a dilapidated wooden boat, wearing a withered yellow hat, and in front of it is a bluestone bridge. At this time, there must be rain, a typical drizzle like a cow hair in the south of the Yangtze River, if there is nothing, it is hidden from time to time~~~ That is the Jiangnan in my dream, the lonely water town.

In the vast, endless grassland, the mountains in the distance, and the rivers in the near distance are wrapped in a thick green blanket. I rode on a blood-red horse, galloping, drinking and singing. Wearing an open-minded Mongolian robe, holding a wine bag made of rough yak hide, the horses neighed, mighty, like a torrent swept by, like a gust of wind whistling. At this time, the sky is unfathomable, and the mood at this time is even higher than the clouds!

What do you want in this life, drink and laugh, relax your soul in the nine heavens and clouds, and collect thousands of miles of rivers and mountains! Hahahaha~~~~ That was my previous life, and I had a resounding name at that time~~~ Genghis Khan Temujin!

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