Recall that the red sleeves begin to turn yellow, and the claustrophobia lowers the delicate body. Looking at the years of life, there are three, six, nine and so on. We are both mortal beings with physical eyes, and we cannot escape the shackles of the righteousness.
The poor Yi respects the fate of his parents and returns to his parents' companion. Ding clangs, jade stones, gold nuggets and beautiful pearls can still not escape the high court's order.
I hope that the red sleeves of heaven and earth will develop wisdom, abandon righteousness, and only gain the feeling of yearning, fulfilling my last wish in life. Tears are condensed in Yama's eyes, the spring river of death flows, and I want to find a good family in the next life.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
