Zhuang Zhou was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and he looked forward to the emperor's spring heart filled with cuckoos.
A hundred years has passed like a broken dream, why is it so sad that the autumn wind comes?
The first ray of sunshine in the morning made me helplessly open my eyes.
Don't want to wake up from the dream.
Can the corner of time come back again?
No one can know.
Ruyang has already risen, accompanied by the spring breeze.
The sleepiness swept by lingering dreams,
It takes a lifetime to heal.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
