Life is, life is so sad and bitter to get together, and the wine is only tonight.

Tonight's dark clouds can no longer hide the brightness of the moonlight, shining directly on the pale yellow earth, can you know whether the lonely souls on the lookout platform in the underworld see the faces of their relatives clearly? Today, he was dressed very plainly, with a crown of dragon robe, long hair scattered, and an ink-colored black robe wrapped in a light coat, so that he was so lonely even in the crowd. Waving the paper fan, the cold wind blew the silver bell on his waist, and he understood the truth that the high place is not cold, but unfortunately he didn't know what it meant to be cold. He also blended into the crowd, just to see the fireworks in the world.

In fact, just to see the joys and sorrows of the world......

The strings sang and pondered, but the bridge was cold and lonely, and there was no longer the laughter of the bamboo horse children, and the flowers on the other side were still waiting for a person to look back, today's god walked very lightly, and his eyes were like moonlight, which could overflow with clear sweetness, and he smiled beside the Sansheng stone, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "The Toad Palace is bleak and cold, and the piece of feather is as sweet as a sweet." ”

"What a piece of feather Yoshimitsu is sweet. Behind him, there was a young man's laughter, accompanied by his hands clapping in admiration.

No one dared to be so big or small to the gods, except for an arrogant young man. Chen Xie turned his head, the young man standing at the head of the bridge was familiar, but so unfamiliar.

Swept up by the wind, the young man smiled slightly: "Everyone is waiting for you for the holiday, if you don't go, we won't be reunited." ”

"Everyone, celebrate the holiday?"

"Everyone, your loved ones. The young man raised his eyebrows, pulling the corners of his mouth to reveal the little tiger teeth.

"I ...... How can there be relatives?" Tatsuya tried to make himself understand the reality, he was just a loner now.

"Oh?" suddenly a hazy mist struck, and the boy's words were as mysterious as the mist. "Ever heard a word?" said from the mist.

"What?" the Divine Venerable wondered.

"Disciples, there is no distinction between you and me...... Brother. "Seo Tae is a scoundrel like a child.

The flowers on the other side were picked up again, carved the bright moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and branded a table of three or five friends, a few small porcelain cups, and gathered together. Today, we are not going to talk about the three religions;

Yixuan hereby brings the protagonists of the three religions to wish you all: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

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