Is there any classic article about fairy sword

Lingluo cinnabar. The moment the phoenix flower fell, many ancient stories began to circulate. The night that lingered by the door gradually faded away, and the bamboo flute blew a sentimental gloom in the sparse wind.

Looking around, there is a fiery red sari girl standing in the distance, and the bells of her hair ornaments are ringing, which makes people think about it. I guess this is the scene when you leave your hometown to ask for immortals, as if you still remember your laughter and laughter some summer after a long time. The three-foot Qingfeng is out of the sheath, is this a destined encounter between you who is empty-handed and who is simple and good?

A sad song or a happy river, which one is the end of the story? Thinking about the boundary of Huangquan and Hongchen, a river of smoke fills each other's minds. A row of invisible water under the eyes, can it be like the scene of Wanhu pearls?

I can't see the cold screen window, the wind and rain, and the sad and sad cemetery clouds. But presumably life and death are just jade grains and golden waves in the blink of an eye, and the diamond flower mirror is described as thin, but nostalgic! From fate to nirvana, from prosperity to loneliness, the endless time is scattered, and the unknown leakage is never finished.

You thought you were dashing and extraordinary, and you had already seen through it. So when the dust settled, I went to accept the death of the past life and wrote this life, only to find that the bottom of my heart was like a dead silence, and I was excited little by little by the thoughts and reluctance of him, until it seemed to be deep in the mud. If you have made a promise for a hundred years, and only the remaining three years are allowed on the other side of the bridge, can you promise that the only time left in this life will play a perfect ending song with him?

I'm dumb! Life and death are absolutely like this, who still leaves any tear for the tombstone in front of Qingfeng Biya, so that the sand between the fingers passes like an epiphany, and the sunset of the old beauty. Don't ask about the passing years, just wait for the bright moon and tears.

The world is sorrowful, and the green cliff is gratifying.

I don't know what kind of landlord it is, what do you think? Tale? Gaiden? Guess? Plot? Association?

Nangong Huang said four sentences:

Don't you know yet? Women are the most troublesome thing, once a man is entangled by a woman, it is like a big tie with shackles and wooden shackles, and he can no longer move. Why jump into a fire pit at a young age?

The woman ......It's troublesome, combing your hair three times, dressing in two, verbose, wearing clothes is slower than giving birth to ......

Hey, don't call me by that name, okay? This eerie and terrifying tone, like a soul-inducing request, made the back of my neck ...... a cool breath

What? The eyes, nose, and mouth of this great immortal are all majestic and lofty, and the jade tree is in the wind, what is like a bad person? You say!