In heaven, let's be two birds flying together forever, and on earth, let's be two trees linked together forever. Fate is like a net, covering her tightly, no matter how she struggles, it is just in vain; The trick of fate made her die in sorrow and pain. Misunderstanding, like a thousand vines, tightly bound her. No matter how hard she tries, there are still many misunderstandings and misunderstandings. The obstruction of misunderstanding made her die with thoughts and regrets. No! No! No! Maybe it was Margaret's fault. If she was willing to confess everything to a man, she wouldn't die in pain and sorrow. Maybe it's armand's fault. If he had more trust in Margaret, he wouldn't live alone in this world with thoughts and pain. Maybe it's Armand's father's fault. If he was willing to put aside secular prejudice, armand and Margaret would not be separated. Sad! Sad! Sad! Sad for the love between Margaret and Armand, sad for the secular prejudice, sad for Margaret's life! Asking what love is in the world makes people live and die together.
Margaret loved Armand until her death. Armand still loved Margaret deeply, but from then on, she shed tears on camellia. Margaret as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, the misfortune of childhood, the pain of fireworks and the days of flying with Armand are the happiest times in her life. But good dreams are fragile, and when you wake up, there is nothing. Who says the fireworks girl is heartless? Margaret gambled everything she had on it!
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