The moonlight turns up the stream of light, floating in a dream for a thousand years, forgetting the river several times, but by the bridge, who holds a paper fan and waits for a thousand years, but it is a pity that humans and immortals will eventually go their separate ways, how can they renew their relationship. Use blood as a sacrifice in exchange for your phoenix rising against the rock. How can a city wall trap a phoenix spreading its wings! I come to the world just for my fate. Unexpectedly, when I enter a dreamland, the green mountains are faint, and the old scenery is still there. Unexpectedly, my beloved is long gone. Who played that piece of music on a bright moonlit night? I sigh when I recall the past.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
