I visited the Xiaoling Mausoleum of the Ming Dynasty in Jinling and took a nap on the long steps. Suddenly I entered the illusion of Taixu and traveled with Fairy Jinghuan. I saw Fairy Furong watching "The Story of the Stone" at the Yao Fairy Pond. Zhi Yanzhai commented, "The Story of the Stone has been completed. Thousands of reds cried, and thousands of beauties shared the same sorrow. This is a building that is about to collapse and cannot be resisted by human beings!" It is pity that the children of the family became prisoners and slaves of his family, and their surnames were forgotten and their origins were cut off. This is truly a pity! When this book was written, all the flowers had faded, and there was a heavy white snow in the sky, so I recorded this book under the pseudonym "Cao Xueqin". I hope that future generations can understand its meaning and don't miss it or forget it!
I woke up from the illusion of Taixu with tears streaming down my face, so I copied this strange incident on a piece of white paper. Every word is painstaking and every sentence is clear.
Note: This is the first draft. I will make timely deletions and revisions as my writing skills and insights improve.
Intention: Thousands of reds cry, and thousands of beauties share the same sorrow.
