Wan Lai stopped playing the music and singing. I held my chin in my hands, listening to the gurgling autumn water, watching the life and death of mayflies. Since the deep sky is difficult to measure even the Beidou, why is it that lovesickness is the most tender thing in the world. Sipping in front of the fallen flowers, after experiencing the vicissitudes of the wind and snow, I can see the loneliness and thinness in the world. A lonely bird is not afraid of the distance but will rush to the distant place. There is a beautiful woman who has been waiting for her sweetheart for a long time. Even if she exhausts her body and mind, she is willing to let the years go by. Ethereal longings turn into real feelings. When you see the changing scenery, you feel the changing seasons. With a little alcohol, you entrust your thoughts to the eastward river and send them to the distance. Some things in the world will last forever, and some will eventually decay and dissipate, but your eyes still warm the memory of the pavilion where we were together in the past. All the scenes in this world are like dreams, and they cannot escape the passage of time. The autumn wind says goodbye. I hope you understand my feelings and blow my dreams to where you are. 2026.10.18 Mr. Rabbit Minyi Shihan's "Dust Light Paints the Heart of Hao Gong Weiyi" novel has exceeded 2.6 Million words and continues to be updated. . . . ,
