Storyteller

The little boy Wu Nian dug out his grandfather's belongings in the basement and found a book written about the storyteller. The clear breeze and bright moonlight on the platform are tightly closed. The yellow flower door and the wooden table with a ruler still seem to be missing today. On that one-foot Tsing Yi platform, we talked about the Spring and Autumn Period. We talked about the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, about girls wearing gold and diamonds, and about the prodigal son who never changes his money. It is said that there is a son who is indomitable and has a hot chest. He abandons his pen and joins the army and wants to be a king. It is hateful that this paper is short and long. He also said that the actor lit an ancient oil lamp every day and fought for the gold medal for the scholar, but he never gave her a good reputation. Let's talk about the enemy's border criminals, the generals who fought to the death under the demons, and the sentries who beat the drums* but never had a bite of food. He also talked about the emperor's general Xiang Zhong who executed the concubine he loved every day. The general outside the city also smiled and said that no one understood him. He said that there is a god outside the sky with a ferocious face, but he looks like a human being. When the drought hit the ground, he waved his hand and made it rain. There is a beautiful woman at the top of the city who has walked thousands of miles and saved ten thousand people from dying with just a few pieces of paper in her hand. She talks about the ancient meteor shower. Old monk... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.