Missing takes away loneliness

There is only one heart fire left, which cannot be burned

If it is a pair of sparse

I would rather step on the snow and splash the light sand

One hand bends the bow like the moon

Hold on to a few degrees of elegance

Ganjingo Iron Horse, to the Hero's Grave

But it's hard to cut the feelings

The darkness enveloped the eyes, and only the dazzling red was distinguished

He has been banned for more than ten years

In the end, it was a waste of Fanghua

The good thoughts are exhausted, but the killing remains

Blood-stained sand

Master, when will you take me home??

- Su Qingyuan

"The Rebirth of the National School Grass and the Noble Male God is Too Paranoid" 305.

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