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哪怕记住的代价是咫尺天涯,哪怕铭记的代价是那九十九枚断魂钉日夜不休的折磨,他也甘之如饴。(一)月隐星淡,空廊雨落。瑟瑟秋风拂过祭天台上未明的星火,拂过巫女白褥长裙上点点香桂。“这雨倒比往年早了一个时辰。”记录雨水的巫官喃喃,提笔记下戌时。彼时,身为巫女的白露孤身一人站在祭天台上,雨势渐浓,她便止了祈雨的舞步,抖去一肩香桂,匆匆取了一片梧桐叶作伞,慌张地跑下了祭天台。许是那夜夜色太暗,风声太疾,她从高高的
Even remember the price is close to the horizon, even bearing in mind the price that ninety-nine sectarian nail day and night endless torment, he also Ganrururu. (A) Moon light star light, empty gallery rain. Thunder autumn wind blowing on the roof of the unknown sparks, brush the witch white mattresses little bit of incense on the ground. “This rain fell an hour earlier than in previous years.” "The witch officer who records the rain murmured, mentioning the notes when Xuxu. At that time, Bai Lu, who was a witch-girl, stood alone on the roof of a sacrificial rooftop and the rain had become stronger. She stopped her prayers and shook her shoulders. He took a leaf of parasol and hurriedly ran under panic. Ritual roof. Xu night is too dark night, the wind is too ill, she was from the tall