A furious face is red, the hot-blooded man is strong, the sword pierces the enemy's chest at any time in his hand, blood is sprinkled all over the battlefield, their corpses are like lotus flowers lying calmly on the ground, the sunset is red, reflected in the face of the warrior.

The next day, the remnants of the army cleaned up the battlefield and buried them all, they died a glorious death. The leader said helplessly.

Jasmine wiped the blood from Anan's face with a handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks. My wife will come from it, and I will send you home, Anan, the birds of the sky fly south, you always have to go home, and the fish on the earth swim north, and you always have to go home.

If you want to drink, bring me a jug. If you want to go, I'll send you away. The night swallows the sky, the shadow of the moonlight man is infinitely elongated, the hallucinations under the light are under the influence of alcohol, the temporary paralysis can make people forget the pain, and tomorrow you have to face the unacceptable reality again, in the dream you see the familiar person facing you with a smile, laughing and laughing and then disappearing, and then you start to sigh, it turns out that it is just a dream.

You haven't gained anything, and you haven't lost anything, it's just an illusion.

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