What is done in the day is not a military event, it is persecution, separation, and resistance.

He had time and energy to do this thing that was stolen for half a day.

A fishing boat, fishing hooks.

The river is fine and the wine is far away.

The most obvious happiness, fear is also the happiness they can't reach.

The breeze blew, shaking the emerald yellow robes on the moon, fluttering.

The weather in April and May said that it would change. It was just that the white clouds were flying on the head, and the sun was blocking behind the clouds, and it was drizzling.

With gentleness and moisture, it descended from the sky, and the river immediately burst into a little bit of ripples.

"Come." Xuanyuan Che saw this, leaned over and grabbed a smock on the fishing boat, smiled and gave it to the body, and sat in front of the scorpion.

In a flash, the fishing boat fishermen are in harmony.

Touch the brawl on the head, look at the smock on the body, and glance at the fish raft in front of you. Look at the Xuanyuan Che who is also wearing a cloak, and suddenly feel a quiet feeling in the heart of Haoyue.

Yugong, Yupo, who is caught in the rain, how real happiness.

The corner of the mouth was slightly outlined, and Xuan Yue held Xuan Xuan’s hand in the backhand. The two smiled and looked at each other and held the bow.

The slanting wind and rain does not have to return, and there is no sound at this time.

The rain is as silky as it is, and it is rendered.

A fishing boat, two fishermen, picturesque mountains and rivers, wonderful Joss.

The rain is not too big or too small, rendering the river surface and wetting the reeds.

Haoyue and Xuanyuan Che are sitting together, no one speaks, no one wants to break this quiet atmosphere, this is the taste of happiness.

"Oh..." In this quietness, a small boat suddenly rushed out of the reeds in the distance, and rushed in the direction of the downstream.