On the Naihe Bridge, a woman walked slowly. She had a bun with a cloud in her hair, a black Confucian skirt, and thick purple eye makeup. Her eyes were lowered, and thousands of sorrows and melancholy poured out. Her name was Youming, and she walked silently, like a lonely soul walking towards the Naihe Bridge. Youming held a lantern, and the light was bright, as if to light the way to the next life for the woman who died unjustly.
On both sides of the road, there were bright red candles and white spiritual flags hanging, and paper money was floating in the sky. It was the boundary between life and death, and there were endless joys and sorrows. Although Youming closed her mouth tightly, the wailing sound seemed to rush out of her throat, suddenly. But in an instant, a black cat jumped out. Youming picked up the cat, gently stroked the cat's back and said, "Why, do you want to go with me too?" The cat purred in response, and she and the cat turned back step by step and disappeared on the Naihe Bridge.
Purpose: Satire on feudalism
