Most stubborn people have strong desires and only look to see if they are stimulated. When Nan Quan proudly stated that it was his lifelong wish to paint an erotic palace, Mrs. Zhao secretly thought to herself, just looking at the man who looked like a majestic pine tree, she still couldn't help but mutter, what kind of woman inspired Nan Quan's earthly manly side?
Having the ultimate beauty is happiness. I am so happy that I can only love my beauty wholeheartedly for more than ten years and ask for nothing else. Just when this love reached its peak, a person appeared. In just one night, she resolutely kicked the beauty off the pedestal in her heart and prostrated herself under the new "god" without hesitation. "Wan Nong is here and will never leave her."
There is no real comfort in wine and sex. Not even wine and sex. In his world of gold and honor, there is nothing but lies and lies. Soaked in the distortion and ugliness, he watched his inner self become a failure, and he lost the strength to even smile bitterly.
The rainy day brought a fresh breath of air. Childish and wary, not comfortable, but real enough. For him, truth is everything, and perhaps, there is comfort for him in this new air... It wasn't until the "Zhuo'er" that came out of his heart that he realized that he was being real in a fake show.
Childhood memories have been blurred, or forgotten intentionally. The yellow sand and cattle and sheep everywhere outside the Great Wall were extremely beautiful and extremely painful. Only that old and kind face was the eternal salvation. However, until the last moment, she would never know whether this salvation was a blessing or a curse. If, before everyone else, she met the green-shirted immortal on a bright summer night, would everything be different?
The wind is clear for a moment, the moon is bright for a moment, the moment we meet is neither too early nor too late, just right. From then on, only the book of sages has always had soft thoughts in my heart, and I only wish to be with you forever in this life. When there are thoughts, there are regrets... At the end of the story, everyone is left half alone. Looking back outside the temple, there is only a bright moon in the sky and stars as bright as yesterday.
Intention: Looking back at the end of the story, it is the most ordinary and rare.