Looking forward to the magpie coming, waiting for the moon to come. The cold and summer are buried alone in lovesickness, and the heart moves to the platform.

This flower blooms, that flower blooms. Twilight guessed the bottle of wine, looking at the vague row.

A shallow layer of darkness on the horizon quietly obscured the edges of the clouds, gradually blurring the entire sky, revealing the moonlight that had only just emerged.

Sumeru people who have no dreams have more expectations and fantasies for the night from rest, which also makes the atmosphere at night not so cheerful, and most of what can be felt is a kind of peace

Chapter 257 of "An Unknown Teyvat Sword God": Buried in the cold and summer alone, the heart is moving to the moon platform is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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