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Shimizu Hibiscus

Some love is owed in the past life, some love cannot be repaid in this life, and some people do not want to see each other again in the next life.

What a woman wants in life does not require a cross: "I wish to win the heart of one person and stay together forever."

Before Su Wu went to the Huns, he said to his wife, "We are married as husband and wife, and our love is unquestionable. Life is a time to come back, and death is a longing for love." However, in the end, her wife remarried. After waiting for five years, she remarried.

Time goes by, and I am no longer ignorant. After the triumphal painting is embroidered, love must also be dispersed. This is a life like duckweed, drifting and relying on each other. When I am hurt, I meet, and I think it is a life-long support. Your chest is warm and sunny.

However, fate plays a trick on people. If it hadn't been for those words, if it hadn't been an accidental encounter, how could I have met him? Perhaps I was sharing the joy of thrush in Xuan at this moment. By the lotus pond, the fragrant path at dawn, the green grass on the street, I was half ashamed but half happy.

I will treasure the past well. I said to forget, forget the past, but the more I want to forget, the more I cannot forget.

Sauvignon Blanc

Li Bai

Sauvignon Blanc, singing in autumn in Changan Luowei Jinjinglan

There is a slight frost, the mat is desolate and the color is cold. The solitary lamp is unclear and full of thoughts. I roll up the curtains and look at the moonlit sky with a long sigh.

The beauty is like a flower. There is a blue sky above the clouds.

There are waves of the Lu River below. The journey is long and the soul is suffering. It is difficult for the dream soul to reach Guanshan.

Sauvignon Blanc, heartbreaking

Write down the true love of your life with a brush. The outer surface is banana green and cherry red.

The princes, princes and grandsons are chasing after each other, and the green pearls are dripping with tears. The prince's family has entered as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang has been a passerby from then on.

I will never forget the laughter that day, and I will treasure every bit in my heart in the valley, and I will never forget it. Love is only the heart of two people. However, the emperor is supreme, and the world is alive and dead.

Entering the palace is a huge gamble between the fate of the family and youth. There is never a winner in the palace, and everyone loses in the end. I don’t want to compete for favor, even if I have to be a silent concubine for the rest of my life. I am not summoned by the emperor, but he

The suspicion of love will be at the forefront, the emperor's love is a sharp sword hanging over the head, behind the loving emperor's eyes, how many concubines and concubines are dealt with quickly. If it is destined to avoid all of this, I will enter this

In gambling games, use love to win the favor of the emperor. Use kindness to influence all hearts.

You don't have to worry about me, I will love myself well. Keep the past in my heart.

The first time you carried me, who was injured, I said, "I will marry you from now on," as if out of anger, and it ended my life.

The second time you held my hand and said, "No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you." As long as I am injured, I can see your eyes as bright as stars. However, I broke my promise. On the night of your triumphant return, I

I misunderstood you and made you see everything you shouldn't have seen. One wrong step was like walking into a maze and there was no way back. All I could do was keep walking. All I wanted was a close friend.

We are just human beings, but responsibility is higher than indulgence. It’s not that we don’t love, it’s that we can’t love!

The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever.

The first time we met by the lotus pond, the dust of a lifetime had settled. If I had not promised to be by your side, would you have thrown away that encounter like a used umbrella?

If I once loved you, why am I so cruel to let you leave today? If you choose to leave, why do you not want to forget it for a long time.

The encounter between a beautiful woman and a talented man in a prosperous age is destined to be just the icing on the cake. What I am taboo about is true love.

I said that we will be together in life and death, and I said that we will never leave. But in the face of reality, the promise is just a thin piece of paper.

It is better to stay together in the rivers and lakes than to forget each other in the rivers and lakes. What I do is to stay with the people I love most, and to forget each other in the rivers and lakes with the people I love next.

Meeting you was an accident. We fell in love by accident. If we hadn't met him unexpectedly, we would have been together, and only after getting along did we realize that we were not suitable for each other. You will never hear the voice in my heart, and I also know that I will cry.

I want you to comfort me from time to time.

It was an accident that I met him. He used threats to get me. But in my heart, I wanted you to marry him.

On our wedding night, he didn't sleep with me. He just said he would wait for me and wait for the day when I fall in love with him.

I just sneered in my heart and gave you my whole heart. Is there still a place for him? However, unexpectedly, I gradually fell in love with this man through contact again and again. I gradually fell in love with him playing the piano.

, I gradually like to listen to his gentle words. His eyes are so clear and clear, which makes me feel at ease...

I like the faint scent of ambergris on his chest. I like the feeling of him sleeping next to my pillow. But I know that he is the emperor first, and then my husband. If I introduce him to other women, my heart will not be the same.

Pain? I don’t want to be involved in the harem’s fight, I just want to use my smile to influence everyone.

However, I made a mistake after all, due to the intrigues in the harem and the king's uncertainty. I failed because of my own kindness and softness. I knew that the imperial doctor must have colluded with others.

I know it's your child in my belly, but I don't have the strength to explain anymore. I'm tired. I want to quit this tug-of-war with 3,000 people. I'm tired. Please let me rest, okay? I know my body is not good.

Well, especially after coughing up blood many times, I knew that I was not going to die soon, and the people closest to me in my life had left me one by one, leaving me like a walking corpse.

Giving birth to your child is worthy of your sincerity. I seem to know how beautiful the real paradise is! I just feel that my body gradually becomes lighter. I hear you calling my name in a trance, and the sound breaks my heartstrings. But

I'm so tired. Can you let me go?

Choosing to leave may be the best outcome for you and me.

"If you are not facing the same me now, if I no longer have you in my heart, will you still persist as always?"

When youth is gone and beauty is old, will you still hold my hand and whisper softly in my ear?

"Xin'er, no matter what you become, no matter what name you change? No matter whether you still remember our past in my heart, I will insist that you can change hundreds of names, but you can't change my sincerity for you.

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Deep in the willows, the grass is luxuriant. It is the late autumn season. Jackdaws sigh as they pass through the cold branches. A woman sits on the swing and asks quietly. Noble and elegant, as pure as a lily, as beautiful as a pink lotus, as elegant as a lotus.

Orchids are beautiful and refined, elegant and outstanding, elegant and graceful, delicate but elegant, delicate but soft. Noble and incomparable.

"Do you need someone with no memory by your side?"

"No, I believe I can make you remember all our past."

"Are you sure?" There was no expression on the woman's cold face, as if she couldn't feel any sincerity. The man in front of her was noble and unruly, exuding charming charm in every gesture, but she was not tempted at all. Maybe her

My sincerity disappeared long ago in that deep palace.

Everything dates back to ten years ago…………………………………………

She secretly stood under the willow tree and gently tiptoed, with a look of hope between her beautiful eyes. There was a plum blossom between her eyebrows. The pearl flower on her head also looked elegant in the sun. She was wearing a lavender dress.

The gauze skirt is elegant and refined, and a jade pendant is tied around the waist with a little bit of cyan light. The makeup is elegant but stunning. It is like a lotus, simple and elegant yet noble.

Not far away was a young man holding a sword. The sword was shining and the air was cold. After a while, the young man stopped. He was very heroic. The girl took the embroidered handkerchief and gently wiped away the dust for him. They just looked at each other.

Everything seemed harmonious and beautiful. Even years later, she still often dreamed of this scene in her dreams.

She is the third daughter of Liu Yuanwai, who is the most philanthropic Yuanwai in the capital. She has a fortune. She has three wives, two sons, and three daughters. She is a concubine. Although her mother's talents are average, God seems to be particularly fond of her. 40

She still looks young despite her age. Time has not left any trace on her face. But because her mother is not good at flattering and seeking favors, she rarely sees her father in her mother's room.

Every time he saw his father in his mother's room, his eyebrows were always messy and tangled together. He always tried his best to satisfy his mother, but her mother never smiled at him. Her mother never told her why, and she didn't understand either.

Why was her father so kind to her, but she was unmoved.

She has been learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting from her mother since she was a child. But because of the secular world, she always learns secretly. No one except her mother knows her talent. Because people say that a woman's talent is virtue. She is always bored alone every day.

At home, she locked the door tightly. She said she felt unwell. In fact, she practiced the piano, wrote essays, worked as a female worker, learned etiquette, and watched The Legend of the Martyred Girl every day. She was very quiet. She seldom spoke and no one wanted to

Contact her. She felt that there was no trace of warmth in this aggravation. Everyone was busy with their own things.

She has heard her brother tell her since she was a child: "Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door and doesn't care about the frost on other people's tiles." Only when her mother comes, she will occasionally talk. She often sits on a stool with a historical record in her hand.

She herself didn’t know why she liked books so much. Only books could give her a moment of peace. The world was too noisy. She wanted to leave this place of right and wrong. She often played the piano alone in her room. It seemed that no one was there.

I know her loneliness. Because of her loneliness, she worked hard on playing chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs.

The boy is the only son of the general, and he has a single lineage. He has learned martial arts from many masters since he was a child. Now he is a proficient student. The two have become engaged and are about to get married.

She has only been obedient since she was a child. No matter how cruel her mother's training was, she could only endure. She always thought that she was not good enough, so she practiced harder. She would do whatever others said and she was often bullied by her sisters.

Her brother never bullied her, but he didn't pay attention to her. He always felt that this younger sister was virtuous and would not bring any benefit to them.
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