Beautiful sentences of aestheticism and ancient style

First, I miss China: the general rides a horse and the wind blows in the north; Beautiful women and talented people, picturesque in Jiangnan; Guo Bangwen, sage as hemp. Remember the glory of China and restore my country of etiquette! Life is king, life is dragon. I hope that one day, I can put on my Hanfu again and treat the merchants in the palace! The mountains and rivers are still good today.

Second, the dream is far away and the moon shadow is colder. It's colder than the moon, and the pillow is foggy. In the depths of loneliness, I am as tender as water. That year, I leaned gently in your soft warmth, listening to the whispers of the mountains and admiring the moon. On that day, I held your warm hand tightly, singing the peace of the wind and the joy of dreams. That night, I silently looked at your eyes as clear as autumn water, feeling the beauty and fragrance of love. But it's hard to sleep tonight, and it's hard to do old dreams without new dreams.

Third, from love to worry, from love to fear, if you leave your lover, you will not worry or be afraid.

Fourth, I made an oath that I will never be reincarnated, and I will spend my whole life just for your gentleness.

5. Candlelight laughs at the changes of the world, turns into a light and water, and annihilates the sad sound of heartbroken. Who hates the sky, God makes people far away.

Six, strip, countless fireworks, you look back with a lamp,

7. In the autumn of Gander's second year, Zhao Hui, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, died of illness. Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, was heartbroken and raised his staff to think of people. He often sits in the upper house and cries, reciting poems and holding it, and his words are poor and sad, crying his eyes out.

Eight, people have no good and evil, and good and evil exist in their hearts.

9. If I am white-haired and my face is late, will you still hold my hand and be gentle? When we met, I didn't reply, sighing that the years were like water. Flowers bloom on both sides and live in the illusion of Buddha. I want to travel around the world, but I have no landing; Look at all kinds of red and purple, turning into dust.

Ten, spring goes to spring, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die.

I hold my hair high for you, and you take me riding around the world.

Twelve, a plain dress is far away, forgetting books. The strings are intermittent, the old songs are dead, and the peach face is pale. As the years go by, Xiaolou is now full of money and will set foot on the landscape to return home.

Thirteen, life will not be acacia, only acacia, and then acacia.

14. Fate came and went, but it was just a dream, and it woke up without a trace.

Fifteen, drinking alone, a can of drunken dreams is no match for lingering thoughts. Self-admiration, sadness everywhere, the night is still young, dark and melancholy. What was Yuen Long like before? The word ember is too light to throw away, and the blooming peach blossom is a scar.

Sixteen, I exchange the love of the third world for the encounter of your life. By the Sansheng Stone Bank, flowers bloom on the other bank, the fire shines long and lonely, and my thoughts float in Leng Yue. Just like encountering a rain, it is inextricably linked. How deep is the rain and the courtyard? When the red flies over the swing, only the faint fragrance surges in my heart.

Eighteen, the troubles and injuries left to people. Whispering, thinking deeply. Fade away, sing empty sorrow. Continue to prosper, and where.

Nineteen, the sky is not old, it is difficult to get rid of it. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

Twenty, the piano turns, the night leaves the soul, the flowers fall on the ground, reminisce, and wear a thin shirt.

Twenty-one, this life, I follow the ancient legend, in the tunnel of time, floating withered petals for you. In the brief lingering of this life, string the most beautiful memories into melodious melodies, just to commemorate the most beautiful meeting when flowers bloom. And I'm just a forgotten dream.

I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to flowers and singing nightmares at night, singing prosperity and singing away all my memories.

Twenty-three, a plain dress is far away, forgetting books. The strings are intermittent, the old songs are dead, and the peach face is pale. As the years go by, Xiaolou is now full of money and will set foot on the landscape to return home.

Twenty-four, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.

Twenty-five, the morning dew drops green, the fog is deep, the wind is flowing, and a pot of spring tea. The years are thin, and the moss is probing the window, adding a touch of grass color to the slope, and the building is reluctant to part. At dusk, smoke blows the mountains, and rain falls on firewood. Flower-cutting event, spring pillow.

Twenty-six, clear feelings, step by step. When I have time to smell a song, I will enjoy a quiet time. I looked at the leisurely clouds in the deep blue sky, thinking about the vows of eternal love before and after the flowers, sketching the melodious melody of the piano, and watching the season when the brocade was in full bloom. Can my attachment blossom with the new spring?

Twenty-seven, drunk and forgotten, why bother; Pity the quiet night, the shadows are bleak. We have known each other for thousands of years and love each other in this life; If you can't move, you will have a lot of worries, and tears will flow first. On a young night, string your warm words together and fold them into Tang and Song Dynasties, laying a good foundation for tonight's writing. A kind of love can only be sent in a dream, and I, like a butterfly in a dream, dance in the slender moonlight, waiting for the dawn.

Twenty-eight, a world of mortals, a thousand years of love, a few strands of acacia, how many old dreams are hidden? On the water side, I would like to take a boat with lotus fragrance, cross Qin Mingyue and tang style Song Yun, and find you on the vast Xizi Lake! I just want to ring for you every night when I miss you, gently; I just want to smile for you and erase the dust in your life!

Twenty-nine, the woman who danced with the sleeves of the text took pains to play the piano. Under a thousand years, she parted the fingers of time, embroidered them with needles, and deeply integrated them into one, picking a pool of broken shadows, stepping on the water of forgetting, climbing the ladder of light clouds, and drowning in the vast words of the ink-scented scroll. Following the literati coming from distant ancient times, following the faltering footsteps of the previous dynasty, they are taking off their costumes in the Tang and Song Dynasties one by one. Looking around, they were drunk, dancing in tears, and their clothes were facing the wind. Whose youth is under your fingertips? Looking back, a fragrant sleeve adds new thinness! Every string of Tang poems is a collection of life-long silhouettes, and every song and poem is full of life-long ripples …

Thirty, there is a tiger in your heart, sniffing roses. After the feast, I was in tears.

Thirty-one, the world is full of benefits, the world is full of benefits.

Thirty-two, the Buddha said: the world of mortals is ten feet, but it is trapped by all beings. Kindness is small, but it allows me to be merciful. A love word is like a fire burning on ice. If the fire is big, the ice will melt, and if the ice melts, the fire will go out. Therefore, the Buddha said, you can't say.

33. The world has changed, but the heart has not.

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Spring goes and spring comes, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die.

Still water, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.

As beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.

Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are.

This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk.

Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea.

Finally, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River covered the whole world. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

1, change your life with my three fireworks.

2. I am young and energetic.

3, long streets, countless fireworks, you pick up the lights and look back.

Short pavilion is short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.

4. Who finally broke the string and the flower fell on the shoulder, blurred.

5, how many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying.

6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

7. Let him know everything and smile at you.

8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.

9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.

10, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.

12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it.

14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

15, in the spring, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and everyone dies.

16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.

18, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.

19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am.

20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night;

You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

Beautiful old sentences in 2020: aesthetic poems

1, close the flowers and push them away, holding a drop of transparent and colorless water in the air. The bright moon overhead, you will shed a beautiful time for me. Back to those colorless rings, another tearful picture of the west window.

I dare not ask for liberation, because I don't know how to exile myself. I clung to the stone like an old pine tree on a cliff, not thinking about whether I would fall with it one day.

3. Who wakes up when the world is sleepy? Spring silkworms spit out their emotions in vain, which always leaves people scratching their heads. What's the use of being busy for a while?

4, Fenghua pen and ink, backyard dust. Then the sky is cloudy, not wandering. Three thousand miles of rivers and mountains have also been Penglai for forty years. Moss is stained with frost, and the mirror is full of color.

5. Many things that we thought we would never forget were forgotten in the days that we never forget.

6. Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.

7. Happiness must be accompanied by sadness, and the rain will clear up. If rain remains after rain and sorrow remains after sorrow, please let us face this parting frankly. Smile to find an impossible you!

8. Will the love carved behind the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless and lonely forest?

9. Life is only a few decades. Don't leave any regrets for yourself. Laugh happily, cry if you want, and love when you should. There is no point in suppressing yourself.

10, the song is empty, the moon is full of flowers and shadows, and the indifferent life is full of right and wrong. Those utilitarian things are shielded by the brain, pay attention to the soul endowed by nature and let everything return to a starting point.

1 1, the years are ruthless, and I keep thinking about you. Although I can't see you every day, I miss you every minute. Send a message to chat with you and pick up this bridge, so I can't see you every day. I have to say I miss you. I miss you every day.

12, it's getting cold, autumn is boundless, the sound of geese is worrying, and the yearning for the full moon is even more worrying. I hope the moonlight can spread my feelings. The night is deep and the chill is thick. I sit alone and remember, but I don't dream back, but I want to talk to my platform.

13, there is a huge moon hanging in the sky, and the indifferent brilliance makes the world look like a tragic drama. It's only a short day, but it seems like a long century.

14, I got a kind of spiritual pleasure and satisfaction when I heard it, giving people a beautiful artistic conception and charm, being quiet and serene, holding my breath, listening carefully to the sound of walking coming from the green place of Qianfeng, and mountains and rivers are everywhere. Everything seems to be moving in silence.

15, I don't think about whether I can succeed or not. Since I chose the distance, I only care about hardships; I don't think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me. Since the goal is the horizon, all I can leave to the world is my back.

16, I'd rather spend my whole life shedding tears for the dust of the world, for bodhi and for the prosperity of the world.

17, I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to flowers and nights singing nightmares, singing prosperity and singing all the memories.

18, there is no shadow to break tears, and the traces drawn by that light-year years are actually engraved in my heart.

19. Fragile voices, such as shy buds, flower shadows at dusk, lightness in June, loneliness and fleeting, are all hidden in Song poetry.

20. Sniffing the smell left by yesterday's fragrance, looking for it, there is still no trace. I met a firework, but it was still so bleak. Lost night, dotted with countless lonely stars, I wonder if one belongs to me.

2 1, one person's play, directed by one person, wonderful interpretation. In the play, I let go of my emotions. Laugh sadly; I cried my eyes out.

22. One person is destined to be another person's poppy, another person's worry-free girl, another person's pistachio, and another person's finger flower.

23. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then one day, you will find that you have really forgotten what you tried to forget.

24, an ancient road, a thin horse, a wanderer, the setting sun, the afterglow of dusk sprinkled on the Millennium ancient road, the autumn wind gradually rose, blowing the grass blue sky, blowing the wanderer's face.

25, a smile, brushed away the sadness of the night; The air in the bamboo forest blows the starry sky, and the moon in the water, accompanied by dreams, dances with insects and flies all over the sky, forming a rainbow-like colorful bridge. ......

26. The leaves are green after the rain. I don't have the heart to choose too much, but I think it's your incarnation. Picking is too cruel.

27. In the extreme noise, it is a pity to smile alone and be calm alone. The fallen flowers are beautiful, with a faint fragrance of books, flowers and fragrance.

28, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

29. The world is like a deep river, with unknown direction, memories and unknown emotions, as well as wandering ripples.

30, this sad and bright March, from my thin youth, through the viola, through kapok, through sadness and impermanence.

3 1, the paper is a little worn and fuzzy. But every sketch, every trace, seems to record the yearning that spans thousands of years.

Even though the world always blurs our vision, the air around us is still silent, and the rising sun rises from Ran Ran in the east as always.

33, drinking thousands of feet, quiet night becomes acacia, it is difficult to wave a ray of affection. Fragments of the past, into a lifetime of sorrow. Unforgettable, long-lasting thoughts are torn into silk thread. I hate that I can't sleep at night, and my thoughts are scattered everywhere. I cut out a thin Leng Yue and remember it vividly, forming a continuous relationship.

34. Change your life with my three fireworks.

35. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.

36. It turns out that this thousand-mile trip is just for the last farewell.

37. The fate of meeting is like water, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting.

I can't see the broken mirror in the distance, but I mean, there are thousands of years in the world, such as my moment.

39, the moon is bright, the wind is bleak, and an ancient pipa sours the attachment of this life. I miss you at night, and the moon is dripping and the night is full. The trace left by the slightest sound collides with my inner stupidity, and tears overflow my eyes, flowing wantonly, like a string of crying.

40. Never give up for a lifetime, and change overnight.

4 1, for you, it's as beautiful as flowers and jade, like water passing by.

42, long street, countless fireworks, you look back, short pavilion short, red dust rolling, I sigh Xiao again.

43. It's the wind, the rain and the night when I leave you this time. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

44. Just because I think you look back, I miss your morning and evening.

45. Who finally broke the string, the flowers fell on his shoulders, and he was in a trance.

46. Finally, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River covered the whole world. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

47, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife?

48. Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side. Even if it is found that the situation is longer.

49, even if the seven seas are connected to the sky, they will dry up; Even barren Wan Li will fall apart; In this world, all kinds of places where you will go come and go like the tide.

50, drunk and forgotten, why bother; Pity the quiet night, the shadows are bleak. We have known each other for thousands of years and love each other in this life; If you can't move, you will have a lot of worries, and tears will flow first. On a young night, string your warm words together and fold them into Tang and Song Dynasties, laying a good foundation for tonight's writing. A kind of love can only be sent in a dream, and I, like a butterfly in a dream, dance in the slender moonlight, waiting for the dawn.

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Editor's note: Love, melting everything, illuminating the universe, is 1, holding hands for a while, looking at each other, holding hands three times, who will fail each other and bloom in front of each other in this life.

Look back for a lifetime, brush each other for two lifetimes and get married for three lifetimes! Anyone who is unlucky in this life will drink three bowls in front of Meng Po. When the world of mortals is drunk, he wins a heart. Fireworks couple, never leave each other. Weak water 3 thousand, I only take a gourd ladle to drink. Beauty will die, and I will never leave you. Help each other, hold your hand and grow old with your son. Blue misty rain, lonely shadow waiting for you to return.

3. Look back 500 times in this life and you will get it. A brush in the afterlife, I would like to break most of the branches of peach blossoms for you, see the beauty of the world, and try my best to get your sincere smile. Peach branch is a promise, red scarf is a promise, red rope is a knot, and I will try my best to make the troubled times prosperous. This feeling is above, he looks for the green void, below, the yellow spring.

4, the world is cold, human feelings are evil, and rain is easy to send flowers at dusk. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! -Tang Wan.

There are only two things in life that you can't extricate yourself, one is tooth extraction and the other is love-Vivibear.

6, half a solitary lamp, sitting alone in front of the screen, a cup of green tea, letting thoughts spread in the sky, turning the shadow of dreams into colorful butterflies, beautiful and smiling. In silence, I can only type in Jasminum giraldii's words and miss you lightly.

7. Jiangnan is far away, the swallow's wings are broken and his intestines are broken. When the moon was still there, it was almost noon, and the dark flute was filled with the east wind, and the night was sleepless.

Since ancient times, fate has been hard to break, and there are deep regrets. There are crimson pearls and fragrant grass beside the Sansheng stone, and tears are buried in this life. 8. Hey: You don't have to hide anything. No matter how you draw, you draw and describe carefully, it is you. Luffy

9. I don't want to be together forever, I just want to have no regrets in this life.

10, I am an iron horse, with an arrow in my body, killing people like hemp, but there is a beautiful woman hidden in my heart. When I get home, I'll let you spend the day before and after.

Ten years of cold window, poetry is flat and faint, but ideals are hidden in my heart. I will be the best scholar, and I will make you a crown and a robe. I am playing with princes and princes, holding beautiful women in my arms and full of flames, but hiding my obsession in my heart, waiting for me to unify the whole country and make your red makeup flourish. I am humming in my garden, the red fan is dancing lightly, my sleeves are fluttering, but there is a yearning in my heart. Wait for me for three years and promise you a play. My clothes are simple and elegant, my sword licks blood, and I fight in Jianghu, but I have hidden worries in my heart. When I am invincible, I will let you settle in Taoyuan. I am like Youlong, flying over the eaves and walking on the wall, holding gold and silver, but hiding vows in my heart. Let me let go of the old feelings and let you shoulder to shoulder. I am lonely, and I have the ability to kill. My life is not mine, but my heart is full of infatuation. I am not bound by my master, so you can see all the prosperity. With a flick of my finger, I lay in ambush on all sides and broke the pipa, but my heart was full of love flowers. When I get back to the Hongmen banquet, I will make you a spring breeze. 1 1. In fact, the greatest happiness of loving someone is to watch someone spoil her smile, make fun of her, and then stop appearing in her life, afraid to show her your mind again, for fear that she will feel guilty and even more unhappy.

12, green and purple, leisurely in my heart. Even if I don't go, I'd rather not send a message!

Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. Even if I don't go, I would rather not come! Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. I haven't seen you for a day, like March! -The Book of Songs 13, who held my hand and made me crazy for half my life;

Who, kiss my eyes, cover my half-life displacement; Who touches my face and soothes my half-life sorrow? Who, with my heart, melted my half-life frost; Who, holding my shoulder, drives me to be silent all my life. Who, call my heart, cover up my life. Who abandoned me and left me alone? Who can understand me and let me have no regrets in this life? Who can help my arm, unparalleled through the ages; Who can pour my heart, an inch of land is empty; Who can bury me and laugh at the emptiness of heaven and earth? My heart is crazy. Yi, cover my lips and dispel my past life; Yi, hold my arms, except for my frivolous past life. Hold your hand and accompany you crazy; Kiss your eyes deeply and stay with you forever. -once, junhua 14, affectionate only in spring, is still a thing that makes people shine.

Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. At sixes and sevens, floating dust 15, there is a kind of love called "do not disturb"; There is a feeling called "I have been there"

16, the ups and downs of the years, the Millennium years, the Millennium waiting, the ups and downs of three generations, I am like a passer-by enjoying the joys and sorrows of the world. Since ancient times, several generations of reincarnation have become history, and I have experienced the sufferings of three generations. I can only look, not say. I exchanged the sadness of three generations for the opportunity of this life, and I used the love of this life. The years of reincarnation are a few beauties, and the dazzling moment becomes a mulberry field. On the other side, flowers are always blooming, burning my lonely soul, but what is tumbling is my endless thoughts, and what is pressing is my endless persistence! -Pu Songling

17,3000, all beings are militarists. Flowers turn to dust and ossify into fog. The river flows by itself and the red leaves dance wildly. Luffy

18, "What's the advantage of that girl marrying you?" Beiyue Huang smile to ask.

"I have all the advantages. You see, I am a handsome man and an emperor. I have many advantages, such as dedication, erudition, gentleness and patience. As for the shortcomings, if I am too handsome, I will take this. " "So good?" "Of course not. Dare to marry the best girl in the world?" Someone is very confident! And so treacherous! Beiyue Huang said with a smile: "Without a matchmaker, girls can't marry casually." -Road no 19, the world of mortals is endless.

Love is more like water and tender. Who cares who cares about the spring and autumn? A life full of love is afraid of wind, sand, sadness and white hair. She can't keep her youthful looks. She smiles like a flower. On the other side of the sea, the flowers bloom and fall, but the leaves don't see each other. Life and life are wrong.

2 1, we hope to fly in the sky, two birds grow together on the ground with one wing, two branches of a tree ...-Bai Juyi

22. Change your life with my three fireworks. -Pu Songling

23, a little banana heart will be broken, and the sound reminds me of the beginning. I want to sleep and read old books. Yuanyang small print, still remember unfamiliar hands.

Tired eyes are low and thin, half of them are blurred. Cold rain outside the window, Yi Deng lonely. What is expected should be done. What is the truth? Nalan Rong Ruo is 24 years old. Love? Love may cross gender, race, time and space, but it doesn't mean it has the ability to cross everything. Understand? -Vivi Bear

25, who is it, holding my hand and gathering my half-life madness;

Who, kiss my eyes, cover my half-life displacement; Who touches my face and soothes my half-life sorrow? Who, with my heart, melted my half-life frost; Who, holding my shoulder, drives me to be silent all my life. Who, call my heart, cover up my life. Who abandoned me and left me alone? Who can understand me and let me have no regrets in this life? Who can help my arm, unparalleled through the ages; Who can pour my heart, an inch of land is empty; Who can bury me and laugh at the emptiness of heaven and earth? My heart is crazy. Yi, cover my lips and dispel my past life; Yi, hold my arms, except for my frivolous past life. Hold your hand and accompany you crazy; Kiss your eyes deeply and stay with you forever. Holding your hand, * * * you have weathered all your life; Kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection. Me, holding hands with Jed, 26. I cursed the heaven for failing me for a thousand years. The golden halberd and the silver hook reflected blood night and repaired my armor, pointing to nine days, but the heaven wanted to fail me for three lives. I shed endless blood and tears, blood dyed the sky red, the towering mountains red, the heavy mountains red, and ruined thousands of years of cultivation. I am willing to put a thousand-year blood curse on ghosts and suffer for you all my life ...-Pu Songling

27. Looking forward to an autumn and welcoming a winter. Ten years in Hedong, ten years in Hexi. Jun, rule the world. Dreams linger, and thousands turn to find them.

28. That year

You left me alone and said you would trade your life for my innocence for ten years. However, ten years later, you came back, but I don't want you to remember that innocence has already been buried in the snow-capped mountains with your footsteps. Now all that remains is innocence. From the moment I open my eyes, I can only look at one person, and my ears can only hear one person's voice. Her sadness and joy are also my sadness and joy, her wish has become my lifelong pursuit, and her sadness is my eternal injury. Even if it turns into dust and dissipates in the stars, I will never abandon her. Luffy

30, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife? -Night Island