Xiaoxiao under the wind and rain

Chapter 113 (Brow)

"Thousands of mountains and rivers are nothing but between eyebrows and eyes."
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Fingertips touch fleeting time
A touch of spring breeze

poplar flowers scattered all over the sky
The moon hangs high——
water plants into smoke
Goose at noon

clear mountain spring
Fate that circulates for thousands of years——
The promise after the dust peeped out in the dawn
through countless ties
between the eyebrows

change it again

meet at sunset

(End of this chapter)