Sadness is in spring, and good times don't happen often; In the sad autumn, falling flowers chase water;
When the golden house is there, it is empty; I see new people laughing, but I don't see old people worried;
When you hear the sound of the loom, you will see the western hills at dusk; How can you win freedom if you only complain about the square inch?
The moss has turned to dust, and tears are flowing in Wang Yang; I hope to get a thousand drinks and a pillow with a yellow beam;
Poor peach blossom face, getting thinner every day; Jade skin can't help but wear clothes, and the ice muscles are cold;
The pink cheeks are yellow and old, and moths often wrinkle; My heart is crying and my liver is broken.
I still remember the alliance under the moon, but I didn't see the tea dance; I don't know the voice of Chu songs. Why can't I stand long tears?
Always have a king in your heart, and the dragon is healthy; Don't often have night banquets, and drink like hot wine;
Slim and graceful, sometimes, Ganquan locks the rookie; Su Yan was also full of joy, and the king smiled;
Three thousand people are afraid of romance, and the Ming Dynasty resents the white head; Looking back, full of flattery, the gatehouse is alone;
Sometimes reincarnation, hate is called heartless curse; As Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, you are ashamed of your daughter.
Then hide jiao, no longer stay; Six palaces abandon powder makeup, and three lives look forward to the building.
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She looked at the golden house coldly. Nagato in the nightmare still appears from time to time.
She tries her best to change history. Will she get stuck in the mud?
Are heartless people heartless? Are sentimental people sentimental?
Look at the golden house, it is so charming and cold.