There are thirteen lots in the corridor, the lots appear, twelve people and twelve flowers, the flowers bloom on the tip of the knife.
The young master with "moonlight shining brightly in the jade hall" has a gentle nature, but he prefers to be a man with a bad life, "the pear blossoms are all gone without makeup"; the senior brother with "xuanyi's cold face covering his tender heart", "paints the snow on other people's brows", but he doesn't know that "the body is a life seal". The young man who is "brilliantly dressed and an angry horse is crossing the long street", "whose smile can make the moon fall to heaven", the romantic man who is "under the peach blossom fan", who is "blood-stained pear blossom" as a hanging post. "The fragrance of golden osmanthus" comes to my dream, "the red makeup has turned into dust before it is even worn"; "white clothes beat the snow" sitting in the empty court, who is willing to listen to "a song of pear blossoms"? When the strings are broken and people return, "the body of the piano turns into fire" and illuminates the underworld.
"Spoons with plain hands" help the world, "Begonia has no fragrance" has its own spring, "Tried all the herbs and finally tasted them all", do not save yourself from the dust of medicine. "The green bag is not solved", the world's sorrow is solved by the world, but the world is used to solve the problem, and "in the smoke of the medicine furnace" there is a dim light. "The blooming of lotus flowers is a calamity", "the hibiscus stained with blood" is the fragrance of the emperor; the "snow on the branches" at the bottom of the well falls into the mud, and I wish to be a pear tree in the next life, "without the spring breeze and the coldness of the bones". "Pisces Pei Leng" locks the remaining soul, "Thirty Spring and Autumn" a dream warms, "borrowing bones is ecstasy". "The bones of four hundred springs and Autumn Periods are used as a building", "I don't know that my body is no longer my own body"; "Full of knowledge" is used as a fishing hook, "fishing here and there to catch an empty boat", "Handwriting of the broken sister's soul boat".
The snow fell when the family was wiped out, and the fire broke out in the burning garden. He used bones as his pen and blood as his ink, risking his life for justice and erasing himself one stroke at a time.
"Brother, it hurts."
This pain was engraved into the bones and blood, and became the only evidence that the storyteller told the world three hundred years later.
Excellent. The immortal product is here.