Blood closes the distance of killing, condenses the last glimmer of hope at the nodes of time and space, pain surrounds the crown of power, and the beam of happiness descends on the pure land zone without war, crying hinders the pace of joy, between redemption and destruction, the voice of the soul is heard, indifference stirs the annual rings of sorrow, turning the fiery warmth into a frozen backwater, the sword stabs the beating heart, in the game of reality and dreams, the overture of life is played, the fatigue tears and laziness, and the emotional optimism is projected onto the shadow of pessimism。

Why does hatred extend from twilight to dawn, when the thoughts of selfish desires bewitch the original intention of forging ahead, can the dream of fraternity usher in a warm day, why does the scheme tear apart the intimate relationship so completely, when the familiar face discards the protection of dignity, can the spirit of faith restore the scene of the first encounter, why can the false deceive the eyes to find the culmination of victory without being detected, when the true will exposes the appearance of the lie, and the deep emotion can still resolve all the contradictions and disputes, the beautiful days will eventually open, just like the bad luck will eventually come to an endThe pain that can't be covered up is not unwilling to stop struggling, but waiting for the best time for the light to burn into the night.

The blood-red roses are attached to the nectar of love, increasing the quality of happiness in the alternation of the four seasons, the fiery passion fills the dead corners of the soul, in the lonely illusion, the backs of two people are seen, the peaceful city-state reflects the peace of the small family, revealing a hazy warmth in the moment of brilliant lights, the supreme power soothes the marks of trauma, in the flames of war, it is impossible to give up the soul that can be saved, the bright flame adheres to the edge of the sun, making the most difficult choice between gaining and losing, the long eternal night swallows up the faintly shining stars, and in the chaotic world, it estimates the gap between warm and cold。

Love, in the passing years of life, is harder than diamonds, more valuable than gold coins, more precious than antiques, city-state, in the long river of time is harder than diamonds, more valuable than gold coins, more precious than antiques, bright, in the changes of the universe harder than diamonds, more valuable than gold coins, more precious than antiques, love, city-states and light together constitute a world that is simple enough to see all the true meaning, complex enough to expose all deceptions.

Lu Mingxuan, the monarch of the country of Dieche, and the eldest princess lived a carefree life after marriage, they seemed to be able to see the long-lost ambiguity from each other's eyes, the fire of love burned their hearts so that they were always inseparable from each other, the monarch Lu Mingxuan crawled out of the ruins of the collapsed old love and harvested another true love, the eldest princess left her parents' arms and felt something greater than family affection in the ignorant love, so they snuggled up all day long and played the piano and chanted poems and looked forward to a better future, as if the happiness flowing at the fingertips would never abandon the rose and choose to wander alone。

Monarch Lu Mingxuan also began to care about the suffering of his people while winning the nourishment of love, he instructed his servants to distribute some of the gold coins in the treasury to subsidize their living expenses, or personally come to the people's houses to send them firewood, rice, oil and salt, the people of the country of Butterfly finally boiled up the sweetness of comfort at the end of the suffering, they were willing to follow the footsteps of the monarch Lu Mingxuan for the rest of their lives to climb the ladder of dawn little by little, the monarch Lu Mingxuan knew that this lost trust was not easy to come by, he went down to the streets and alleys to greet his people as soon as he had free time, and the country of Butterfly Che seemed to have changed all the old appearance overnightIt quietly changes to new light and color in the light and dark transformation of noise and tranquility...... The petals of the rose have not yet bloomed to the extreme, they are beaten by the wind and rain, happiness has just melted into the pale blue of the dream, pain has crashed into the wood of the heart, pure good thoughts have not yet formed a warm current in the mind and are torn apart by conspiracy, true feelings have just been pulled out of the trap of matter and fell into the darker abyss, the throne of power has not won too much applause and glory before it is blocked by the barrier of jealousy, freedom has just completed the salvation of the soul and sank into erosion, willing to be in the company of depravity.

Love, no matter how much effort is poured into it, it will still suffer from changes in the middle, family affection, no matter how much cold winter and heat it fights, it will still set off waves in the middle, the fragility of love and family affection is like glass that can't withstand bumps, and a trace of crack can make all happiness become a precursor of bad luck.

The eldest princess walked on the embankment of the lotus pond by the moonlight, the flowing water of the veins reflected the swimming of the fish, so that the colorful colors soaked in the illusion of fireworks, the thick fragrance of flowers attached to the new green of the leaf petals, so that the faint taste turned into a rich elixir, the warm fluorescence dotted with the stars, the sweet dream of the cold night hit the beautiful costume.

After she was tired of walking, she sat on the bench to rest, a trace of tiredness like a fog around the clouds made her gradually close her eyes, the younger brother of the monarch Lu Mingxuan came from somewhere and sat beside her, he stretched out his palm to stroke the shoulder of the eldest princess and then moved to the palm of his hand, the eldest princess felt that her body was awakened as if she was electrified, she suddenly retracted her hand and prepared to leave the lotus pond quickly, the younger brother of the monarch Lu Mingxuan stood up and wanted to hug her into his arms, the eldest princess shook off his arm and resisted in vain, and the younger brother of the monarch Lu Mingxuan intensified his kiss on her neck and cheekPrincess Celestia slapped him hard and ran back to the room crying.

It turned out that the younger brother of the monarch Lu Mingxuan had a good impression of her on the day of the marriage of the monarch Lu Mingxuan and the eldest princess, and he had been suppressing his instincts until the real outburst at this time, the wisdom of the eldest princess was like a spot on the wall that could not be erased from his memory, and he locked himself in the bedroom all day long, fantasizing about being able to share a bed with her.

At this time, the monarch Lu Mingxuan is sketching a blueprint for the future with the ministers and soldiers of the country of Dieche, he has stayed up from the dawn to the cold night, the peace of the country of Dieche can not just exist in his mind, what his people want is a safe and stable happiness, he wants them to see hope, he wants them to live in a bright world, he wants them to write a chapter of their hearts with distant stories......