Today's recommendation: "Tianzi Mou" Author: Qing Yao. Click on the hyperlink at the end of the article to get started**
Please enter the urn with the moon and shine for a thousand miles.
Su Lili sold his coffin at an expensive price, but the workmanship was unsatisfactory, and the coffin he gave him was the opposite. Thinking of the past, Qi Fengxiang couldn't help but smile and said that the forgotten thing had been engraved in an unknown place. He gradually smiled, his fingers caressing every carving, every line with infinite nostalgia, as if holding the person's slightly cool fingertips. There are thousands of styles in the years that make people recall.
Qi Fengxiang held the coffin and looked at the outer steps of the sill, and the stone steps made of white jade under the moonlight extended to the outside of the hall, far and quiet, walking on foot, heavy and difficult. The colorful affairs in the world are fearless and unrepentant.
That year, he stood under the eaves of Su Ji's coffin shop, saw her beautiful ankles like a small jasmine blooming in the rain, smiled and stuck it in his heart.
Love is like the wind rising in the plains, I don't know where it comes from, I don't know where it ends.
The mountains and rivers are lofty, the rivers and lakes are insignificant, and they are lonely and brilliant from now on, and the clouds are light and the wind is light.
In October, in the valley of three characters, in early autumn, the leaves are slightly yellow, and they are gorgeous.
In the early morning, Su Lili opened the door, and there was a long and tall figure standing quietly outside the door in the bright sunlight. The dust has not been washed, and the wind and frost are still there. The sun reflected on Su Lili's face, she squinted slightly, shining a quiet smile, her tone was a little sluggish and heartfelt joy, she said softly: "Wood." ”
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