I walk on the silent Avenue, and everything in nature is silent, and the crickets fall into sleep. I leaned over, picked up a leaf in the mottled shadow, I saw Liu Bang walking leisurely riding a white horse, through time, he came to my face Front。 He was silent but smiling. Mouth slightly radian, reflects that thousands of years ago, a table of undercurrent, threatened by growing crises feast, with Xiang Yu to get rid of great ambition, he hidden
