The narration gracefully reminds the fairy to fall into the dust, and the narrator feels sad.
How could Shangguan, a maid in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, be such a pretty girl?
Who donates clothes and hats?
The narrator looks back sadly like a dream, the sky is weeping and the earth is dying.
At that time, I was in a gentle country, and I didn't know that being energetic was in vain.
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Sing a song about fleeting years, and the pearls will turn yellow.
Narrator: The mountains are still mountains, the water is still water, and a drop in the ocean is a drop in the ocean.
Forget about that, just ask me to protect my beard.
That's the past! Go!
Rainbow over sunset.
Wow ya ya ya!
Song: The yin and yang ghost paths, my heart is worried about strangers killing each other.
Bright! Sad!
I spent half my life in vain, singing songs on the underworld.
Don't panic! Don't panic!
I'll have a bowl of Meng Po soup.
Narrator: Where is the sad drunk?
Dream within dream, column within column.
Half drunk, heartbroken.
Floating life? Huang Liang!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
