C261 Difficulties

The green mountains are far away from the water, and the southern grasses of the river have yet to dry up.

But now, the gentle beauty of the poem was gone from Jiangnan.

Song Chongjing sat on the only wooden chair in the room, and lightly tapped the map on the table. His long fingers danced on the sheepskin that had become smooth after taking out the map out to look at it too many times